[Hook]
All the M fools and bills bools Get in front of this
Pump Ya Fist Pump Ya Fist
All the dope MC's Strong MC's get In done for this
Pump Ya Fist Pump Ya Fist
[DJ Scratched]
[Verse 1]
I Don't write much rhymes, and then I had to incleared
Since I got no discipline I've grap to bring fear
Simple f** Say I Drink to much b**hes true
So I do like mom since snach my b**hes through
And I'm Know to drink some, with roll with Simpson
If I have enough I can have enough
Me and my crew we envaded like cloves with enhensions against envaded like juds, So If you find me there, you should buy me there
(Why Is That?) If I ain't got to down to spare, so it's far taking women out, dinners out, I gotta a 4 ske skinners out
I'm putting singles out
(yeah can I check this?) you can hear my records can't believe I have near for reckless
(yo, where the b**hes at?)
Ain't no one can hear left?
(Catch the clues, And your beergress, Oh)
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
(Aight cash, yours good I like vear but I should you tell about bathing suits)
Major Lee was consekre hip-hop but inlessly but his slee was enough token release in his stuff inter g, We can't except this previolet mo
Check it out how many dope MC's up when they gold?
And if you follow a fad, the brown will play out
Look at history only a few found the way out, the most of them just tried the dad thing to new trends will this I'm mad at fest rappin at Tru sends
I refused to be to your range musically on Monday gram well don't just like I Duce to be, well of course slops to looper help well rather I will pump a propsper to myself
So f** the commercial tracks you be doin, A brother got to eat
(Yeah? Why don't you rap for food then?)
(Well but your breath smells though)
Well I pump my fist till I get a tell a cell though
[Hook]