Fam (Rottin' Razkals) - Come On Y'all lyrics

Check it out, yeah Rottin Razkals, Cruddy Click, n***a I'll have your back on that wall Get your back off that wall, boy Ill Town, Inglewood, boy Get your back off that wall [Diesel] [Fam] Hey, word is bond I ain't the one to be played like a fool Get my temper out of place I'll smack your face with a stool Hey Fam, man Girl, you know your swinger's in the house Grab a hold of your spouse Cos they're checkin us out Huh, Hip-to-the-Hop And let the Glock pop I knock the fluid out your mouth and watch it drip (drop) Cos I ain't fakin the funk, you silly chump I'll be high of that skunk I mean, really, I mean a Philly blunt Puff the herbs, then get wicked with the words Throwin curbs in verse that you never even heard I'm Naughty as hell Even Rottin as well And be ridin your a** Like an animals' tail I got the flow Only you got the flow Just to let em know Here we, here here, here we go I don't know you So you can't show me nuttin new Who got it like that? n***a, you know we do [Chorus- X2] Come on y'all Get your back up off the wall Come on y'all We're bout to, get it off [Diesel] [Fam] This isn't just to let yourself go Bump with your rump ???, say yo Peep the frequen flow that you already know It's from Ill Town E.O So won't you let yourself go (Boogie) The Boogie makes the Boogie pa** it down, give it to me Hard as decks the same jock when his co*k got a woody Hit him hiiiiiigh - hit him loooow Hits him in the middle just to him know That I can sing a flow That I can bring the flow That it's no thing to flow So watch me fling the flow Yo! Congratulations Of my generation Creation, rules the nation, the population Popped inflation Huh, so next time get it right And don't confuse our music with that other type, alright? [Chorus- X2] [Diesel] [Fam] This is the focus of the rump of every hottie (Oh, you don't know?) You better ask somebody We can throw it like this When the hit, we won't miss Grandslam hit on that Rottin-Cruddy tip It's like that y'all You don't stop It's like that y'all Mack on and mack on, ock The Naughty nappy jack-happy n***a on the trigger Light as a feather but figured for a bigger n***a Because of a... Rep for wreckin regs, we get respect in this business Ain't no beef, but watch your teeth I'll nock you senseless with the quickness That's for my embryo, I did my number cho I threw my tongue out When I was young and came out with the rugged flow Hip Hop maniac Vocab like a brainiac No good hood, swingin wood and not ashamed of that [Chorus - X4] [Diesel] Yeah, 98 style up in yo house My man K-Boogie What goin down Jersey in the place