House Of Krazees - Call It What You Want lyrics

Mother f**kers I move to break your a** with my gun Gimmie some, I want all your cash And get those hands in the air And don't stare And don't compare your gangster a** To a psycho stare I go to tackle You in shackles So run, n***a, run 'Cause I give you some of this, wacko Rollin' thirty n***a's bleed in the big Chevy Guns go 'round your whole town F**k, you better be ready And if you down, you down If not, you're gonna lose I choose the side of the black, fool Holdin' on, pullin' on Your whole set Disrespectin' your moms So n***a's you better check So who's the n***a With the biggest balls Who's the n***a with the finger On the trigger in the dark hall So don't stall, I preach from the nasty bunch R.O.C. is the nig with the super bust So boom, click, boom Mother f**kers, check your rhymes Call it what you want, mother f**ker Yeah, call it what the f**k you want You can call it this You can call it that But yo, it all boils down To the same f**king thing F**k it I'm tired of standin' in the back They're tryin' to ban my sound I 'rose underground Groose, a-groose Try to grasp This stupid style I leavin' hangin in a meat (?) Check it Nuts in hand While I chastise you fools I choose to make rules And do's whatever I choose Known as a tiger So I fight for my respect b**hes on my dick You better put that b**h in check You can dig the music I can tell by the head bob Workin' all these wack jobs And keep that sh** alive Change it up on a grave scene I make green Broke than a f**kin joke, man Know what I mean Caught you slippin' Insanity is prickin' my mind It's all jealousy Leave that sh** behind House of Krazees on that a** With the hellish talk All you wack a** b**hes Call it what you want Yeah, House of Krazees remix, b**h Nineteen mother f**king ninety five Remix on that a**, call it what you want Eh yo, you can call it this You can call it that It's like I said before, yo It all boils down to the same thing Well let me tell you I f**k around and bring my sk**s So I can scrape the bottle of the barrel And pay my bills I was homebound With my home sweet home After season of the pumpkin You thought I was gone But now I'm back And I'm bustin' heads wide open No jokin' no need for provokin' bullsh** The controversy of a mind check Everybody wants to diss Well, who's next Can you f**k with a mind full of (?) sh**, we built the house No need for eviction Can you believe the truth And a pack of lies Can you see the k**er Behind the disguise Peep the scene I bring fast and never slow Kickin' my fastest To let your b**h a** know