Bumpy Knuckles - ChanceSellor lyrics

Haaaaaaaaaaa, yeah! Come on, ha! Check it out.. [Verse One: Freddie Foxxx] How many n***az wanna ride from here with me If it's some thug sh** you on, bring it on baby, come and get me Come on - huh, Pete Rock, hit me So I can spit the flame on you n***az so when I die you'll, never forget me I got underground money that's spent like overground cash I bust one shot and if you break the fifty yard dash Underground gon' last, if we remove the virus Some of the sh** I spit'll make you wanna, k** me like Cyrus I'm on king from the balcony, don't let me get no alch' in me Or I be standin in the window with the AK like I got alch' in me Who run they mouth at me? I'll therefore stump your a** like I got south in me n***az be screaming, they hardcore, they'll need to be hard more I lay your gangsta a** out on the hard floor Bumpy Knucks keep it real raw Be in your mouth like I'm the black -?- I'm someone that you may have all seen be-fore Maybe in peace or maybe in war; I'm the ChanceSellor [Hook] Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (Now y'all motherf**ers get to meet..) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (The ChanceSellor) Chance, Sellor ChanceSellor (That's right!) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (I'ma show you how you get busy in this motherf**..) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor [Verse Two: Freddie Foxxx] Me and the mic be like Starsky and Hutch Don't f** with us, we will roll on you and smoke like you was in a dutch Ha, such, ludacris ideas Tryin make Bumpy Knucks dissa-pear Takin chances tryin to make me show fear You got a better chance of trying to get some soul outta Britney Spears I'm arsonistic, quick to release my biscuit I b**h smack n***az like I'm sadistic Hear them n***az talking 'bout dying - scared to d**h Freddie Foxxx in the house, you - scared to breath I do walk-by's, followed by a bunch of corrupt a** n***az that restort guys They got hawk eyes, brain clouded with the traumatic That can make you a calm in the chair, hand on the napalm at it You n***az don't want no static, 'cause I have you breathing light - you'se an asthmatic 'Cos I had you breathing light, you'se an a**matic It's the Pataki, ain't no d**h penalty aim gon' stop me for watching my favorite channel; Eleven Mackie, shot out the Acy - cause some white boy call me blackie So we played this little game called click-a-tie clack-a-tie Now there's three blackies, and we'll dance for ya .. I'm the ChanceSellor [Hook] Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor [ Check it out .. ] Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor [ It's motherf**ing cold outside .. ] Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor [ 'Cause you n***az ain't keeping it hot .. ] Chance, Sellor ChanceSellor Chance, Sellor [ So now .. ] Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor [ The ChanceSellor ] Chance, Sellor [ Straight from the motherf**ing slums n***a ] [Verse Three: Freddie Foxxx] I'm underground from now, through like 'til d**h Even if I end up bein the only real one left 'Cause I'm the true black gangsta, real hard papi Lotta n***az in the game is just real hard copy Not build to stop me, if you trying pop me You probably end up in an morgue, in a six drop three Got done by the hottest emcee, what that mean is Overhand rights since Muhammed Ali, slip (POOOOOW!) For my n***az in the pen, that might never come home again I'ma keep it sweet for ya, keep it street for ya And everytime I don't make, I'll take from these wack a** rap n***az Tunnel bangers we strap n***az, darranger by the a**hole n***az walking type funny, keep ya eyes pealed for the money We rob b**hes too, so don't run ya mouth honey I'm just in cutless to genghis khan I run up in cities and take sh** over, that's word is bond Drama turns me on, a real Afrodiziac I hear n***az screamin "Yo, where Bump Kneezy at?!" I'm in the cut, but I can't sit back and watch these rap n***az f** it up I'm the ChanceSellor [Hook] Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (Check it out!) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (The motherf**ing ChanceSellor) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (That's right!) ChanceSellor Chance, Sellor (And for those of you that don't know) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (It's underground baby) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (Bumpy Knuckles baby) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (And the Chocolate Boy Wonder) Chance, Sellor Chance, Sellor (And the motherf**ing, holler) [Outro] "You kna' we do" .. "No doubt" Pete Rock is gangsta! "No doubt" Bumpy Knucks is gangsta! "No doubt" Oh you forgot, it's gangsta! "No doubt" Keep it gully, it's gangsta! "No doubt"