Das Efx - Somebody Told Me lyrics

Intro/chorus: Somebody told me that this rap sh** was fun You get to smoke weed and hold big guns Stand on stage rockin your timbs wit your sons That's bullsh**, yo i'm out to get these funds Verse one: 8-off aguilar Yo, yo, somebody told me that threw a hotter joint dies Could he see it? epmd, aguilar, recognise n***as was stuck on diggy before biggie and nas Test guy reported in the source, even thought about "best buys" My 12-bar count dracula wit lyrics spectacular Sippin out of coke and he's drinkin *?terror dacquras?* and chrome Backwards Challenge any woman, balls nothing, rock the hardest Racoons rap with your soloists if ??? ??? artist Puttin it down on the day 9000, that's a cell with stories to tell Off those cells we're livin well In the '9-8-off, country club plink off While you're way off, check all systems, it's time we take off Chorus (x2) Verse two: nocturnal Guns with banana clips, two rolexes to master whips A .45 under my armpit Another one in the glove compartment Money startin sh**, brand new shoes on spank sh** Tek 9's, after parties with mad dimes b**hes twist the vine, i'm high and the moon's mine We're out to get mines, on a regular On the south, probably took the dreaded predator's pirate treasure In the crib i bought the leather, plus a movie screen So my team can play sega plus *?the gods in vegas?* An ounce of weed in every type of flavor Bank accounts wit fat paper, a major player cos.... Chorus Verse three: das efx Higgity-hardcore, sewer rats keep it raw Beach houses and more, puffin weed on seymour Pliggity-plush carpets cover floors, on bus tours Chrome .44's, diggity-diamonds on paws All my slick cats above the laws, higgity-hide records in stores Hit squad, second world tour Kiggity-cameras compa** on doors, signin autographs After, ???? ????, where?, in corridors Figgity-f** walls, i'm buildin, splittin dutches spillin Chillin until these pilgrims start ice grillin Figgity-frontin hard like a villian, das efx'll make a k**in And grab the cheese up like sicilians cos...... Chorus (x2) Outro: skoob Got the funds This rap sh** was fun, kid We hold big guns, diamond gyms and timbs and all that