Grip Grand - Handle That lyrics

(Adlibs) Chorus: You got a problem with the squad? We can handle that! You got a problem with your broad? You can handle that! You wanna come to Broakland? Dude can handle that! It ain't no one but Grip Grand Who can handle that! You get to talkin' all loud? We can handle that! You try to walk in our crowd? We can handle that! You need a problem fixed? We can handle that! It ain't a problem, b**h We can handle that! Verse 1: We got solutions to your conflict 1-800-CALL GRIP Any discrepancy, get ‘em all fixed We need to get a office, need to get us all rich Potna', I got cousins in the swamp huntin' alligators and crawfish! Plus you're stuck in Broakland Motherf**in' Broakland Prob'ly ‘cuz your father and your mother f**ed in Broakland Yo, it's hard to leave when you're shackled and locked, like “30 minutes in the yard, then it's back in the box!” So pop your pockets for us, empty ‘em out God gave me automatic weaponry instead of a mouth I rap razors! Get ‘em if they not with the team! The bad tailor—I'll rip ‘em apart at the seams! While you pretend to be sick like Ferris Bueller Grip Grand drop gems like a careless j**eler I'm the future! Don't let my appearance fool ‘ya You don't wanna get embarra**ed, do ya'? (Chorus) Verse 2: I keep on puttin' all this work in Phone is steady chirpin… No, it isn't mine. I got a beeper, but it's br-ken Yo, I mean “it's broken”, similar to Broakland Carrots in your grill like you a motherf**in' snowman? I may never have that But I got a hazardous flow. Your rap is a joke—it should come with a laugh track I'm nothin' to laugh at. My style is so amazin', plus So much dope, call me angel dust! It's dangerous to think you could hang with us We sit on 50-inch rims, ‘cuz we take the bus That's why they call it budget ballin' But I'm goin' all in Runnin' through your town like a hurricane in New Orleans I guess you lied if you said you would rock it Make MCs drop the mic like Sexual Chocolate Got an obsession with chocolate, Thai stick, and broccoli You lookin' for a trick? Surprise, b**h, it's not me! (Chorus)