Yeah, we straight from the Census Bureau
Haha, Runyan Ave
We lookin' for yo' momma
D 12, where yo' momma at?
Miko, where yo' momma at?
Young Zee, hey Dame, where yo' momma at?
I wanna f**k that b**ch, her stankin' a**
Hey 'em where yo' momma at? Yo
You know me, Denaun the same ol' n***a
I spray paint your car up like Rain-O n***a
See me and you are sorta like the same I guess
We both rock mics but yours is into our chest
You can't do nuttin' to me, Runyan Ave's unruly
And truly this ain't a movie, you get slapped with the tooly
So pa** the slimmy and the Hennessy, I got the energy
To steal every car in this vicinity, you feelin' me?
Take it back to when Das EFX was sayin n**ity-wiggity-wild
Piggity-pow, n***a be out
You don't really want war, I'm chillin' at your door
This uzi will have you bloody windmill-ing on the floor
I can't be a punk, my daddy wasn't none
I lose a fight after school and I came home and got one
You reap what you sow, that sh*t you oughta know
I keep it on the flo' under the seat, I ain't a hoe
You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now
The rough sound muh'f**ker, n***as k**in' it now
Goddamn, you don't want no problems B
Get your name in the obituary column sheet
It's that same ol' sh*t, n***as back again
Yo yo, you fallin' off, goin' back to smokin' crack again
Hit the weed, guzzle your Corona, pa** the Gin
Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again
A basket case indeed, stronger than a can of mace
Slap you in the face while you patty-cakin' witcha seed
I'll be makin' all these n***as wanna take a beam
And put it right on my head
You don't be takin' heed, you probably idol the Feds
Havin' meetings to recite what I said
Liable to have you in a medical room
Walk in that b**ch with a cell phone then turn it on
Got a chrome that be f**kin' up sh*t worse than I
You would swear that I'm a Gemini
I k** a guy for nothin', eye to eye
And I ain't gotta touch them n***as face soon as I say somethin'
Got a pump that'll tear your arm quick, when I leave a carca**
You would think you in d**h Row's office
I'm I'll enough to fall in the middle of moshpits
Survive and I'm gettin' up high without a flaw b**ch
You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now
The rough sound muh'f**ker, n***as k**in' it now
Goddamn, you don't want no problems B
Get your name in the obituary column sheet
It's that same ol' sh*t, n***as back again
Yo yo, you fallin' off, goin' back to smokin' crack again
Hit the weed, guzzle your Corona, pa** the Gin
Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again
I'm a dog on the mic that'll brawl out with Christ
Get to cappin' at your captain 'til he fall outta life
I'm all outta nice, n***a tuck your chain
Put holes in your head and finger-f**k your brain
Fool f**k this game, I'm poppin' at coach
Momma dropped me on my head and knew that somethin' was broke
I ain't feelin' nothin' you wrote so I'm stompin' your throat
Show up at the hospital and start punchin' your folks
I'm a uzi with arms and legs
Duty calm your man, before my tooly bomb his head
You wanna take what my 40-cal since you b**ch-made
Spittin' the right game so yo' a** can get laid
The f**k down, I don't give a f**k now, wha**up?
Talkin' 'bout "Clappin'", quit actin', you barely bust nuts
Don't get it twisted at the gates, the name is Proof
And I'ma k** every man that came with you
Yeah, yeah, knock knock, guess who showed up?
44-mag and tear your whole door up
Pink shower cap and yellow drawers
My dick's so small, I can pee on my own balls
When it comes to p**y, Bizarre goes to work
That's why my mouth smell like hot dogs and yellow Persh
So tell your momma hit me on my cell phone
I ain't home, I'm so wet gettin' stoned with Norah Jones
You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now
The rough sound muh'f**ker, n***as k**in' it now
Goddamn, you don't want no problems B
Get your name in the obituary column sheet
It's that same ol' sh*t, n***as back again
Yo yo, you fallin' off, goin' back to smokin' crack again
Hit the weed, guzzle your Corona, pa** the Gin
Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again
Yo, I chuck n***as daily, a six-man crew that's born crazy
A triple O.G. like Tray Deee
I stay sparkin', b**ch I got a attitude
I step on your shoes and won't say pardon, be cautious
Hidin' from the one-time, nutty as I wanna be
Wild and disorderly, p**sin' on your toilet seat
n***a now you know it's me, I got a.44 wit me
B**ches all over me, sayin' yes like Floetry
Homie you wanna be a G? Go toe-to-toe wit me
It ain't no hoe in me dawg, I shoot out where your colons be
Wave the people-mover, crowd-controller
Rob n***as 'til my pockets look greener than Yoda
And you know that I'm the shady type, the crazy type
That's probably why promoters never pay me right
We a bunch of hooligans, my hands is on the tool again
I'm 'bout to bust a Huey and spray up a f**kin' school again
You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now
The rough sound muh'f**ker, n***as k**in' it now
Goddamn, you don't want no problems B
Get your name in the obituary column sheet
It's that same ol' sh*t, n***as back again
Yo yo, you fallin' off, goin' back to smokin' crack again
Hit the weed, guzzle your Corona, pa** the Gin
Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again
Yeah, D 12
Devil's Night, part two
The drama continues
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