A.G. - Represent lyrics

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A.G. - Represent lyrics

[A.G.] Aww yeah, the A to the motherf**in G is back Word to the motherf**in Goodfellas I got two of my boys here, newest members of the D.I.T.C Speak up [Big L] Yo this the Big motherf**in' L from 139 and Lennox y'knahmsayin? Sayin wha**up to Showbiz & A.G. cause they got it goin on! [D'Shawn] Yo this the baldheaded a**a**in, D'Shawn E. Thunder Representin with my peoples Diggin in the Crates Peace to my brothers on 1-2-9, Uptown [A.G.] Aww yeah, knahmsayin? Look out D.I.T.C. in e-motherf**in-effect; LETHAL! ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] Yeah, Big L is the first to represent [Verse One: Big L] Yo, on the mic is Big L, that brother who kicks flav, God Known for sendin' garbage MCs to the graveyard I pack a gat and not a slingshot Step to this and get a a**-whoopin' like Rodney King got Or get beat to your d**h like Cochise My laws is no peace, f** the police MC's be braggin' about cash they collect But them chumps is like Ray Charles Cause they ain't seen no money yet Trash rappers I tax and spark I be wettin' n***as up like water rides in Action Park A n***a stuck me, and that ain't funny son So I got money Dunn, they wet him and his honey bun Cause phony f*ggots I froze, it's a fact I flip fast on foes with fabulous fantastic flows L is the rebel type, I'm rough as a metal pipe f** a Benz, cause I could pull skins on a pedal-bike! Props, I got the most, no MC comes close Coast-to-coast, shows I host, foes I roast Adios, I'm ghost ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] Grab the mic D'Shawn, because you gotta represent [Verse Two: D'Shawn] Yo, street corners in New York is the place this n***a stand With a machete I'm a crazy Eddie Scissorhands Born with such a thirst to k** I can tap 200 quarters from a $50 bill Cuttin b**h-n***as down with a hundred pound axe Like I was raised by psycho-crazed lumberjacks So in a battle I be stabbin' Choppin' MC's like trees, piece-by-piece buildin' cabins I'm a maniac magician, abra cadabra Makin' pain appear cause I'mma grab a Rusty chain to make a noose; to choke your a** so hard You're spittin' f**in' Adam's Apple juice So come check the magic show by D'Shawn And witness the way I put you to d**h with a magic wand Turnin' your home to a casket Turn your wife into a widow and your son into a ba*tard Cause I love to keep MC's sufferin' Beggin for big, heavy bags of Bufferin Baseball battin 'em, splattin' 'em So many homicide records, my cases went platinum D'Shawn is nice Known for givin' out headcracks, without touchin' dice Just pain and punishment from the Boogie Down Bronxter D'Shawn the maniac street monster ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] It's time to get funky, so you better represent ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] C'mon Lord Finesse, cause you gotta represent [Verse Three: Lord Finesse] It's the F-I-N-E-double-S-E, don't play or stress me Cause that sh** don't impress me I make papes off the sh** I create, and then dictate So get your motherf**in sh** straight I got sk**s and I'm hard to k** So y'all b**h-a** rappers better chill and just guard your grill Y'all grab a mic and always gettin hype Talkin bout f**in n***as up when you can barely beat your dick right So stop ridin my dilznick Cause I can still kick the ill sh** on the motherf**in real tip Hit like Foreman when I'm brawlin Those who think I'm fallin, I'll play your monkey-a** like a organ I got crazy n***as in the city 'noid Got mad b**hes, but it's not cause I'm a motherf**in pretty-boy I'm ruthless, I'm not on that goody-goody tip That sh** played out with that Beat Street/Electric Boogie sh** I'll stomp any rapper that you have compete If they a** is weak, they better chill and grab a seat And go 'head with they master plan Stevie Wonder probably see me 'fore half you rappers can You can't hang and you're fallin' fast You rappers that's trash better dash and start haulin a** Cause I'm out to wreck sh** f** up a show, collect my dough and step off with a bad b**h Spectators always have the best time When they come to a show and hear a funky Lord Finesse rhyme I'm out to get bigger, lounge and make rich figures You'll never catch Finesse a**ociating with b**h n***as I work overtime when it's time to go for mine Crab-a** rappers, don't even front cause ya'll know the time So it's time for me to step Peace to Showbiz & A.G., and I'm off to the left ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] When my crew gets sick, you know I gotta represent ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] When my crew gets sick, you know I gotta represent [Verse Four: A.G.] Check-check-check it; A to the G is gonna wreck it On stage, on my record, so n***a don't forget it I'm the man - the One-Man-Band is on my right hand ("His name is Show nit-wit, so get with the program") I take a hit from the buddha blessed Turn my hat to the back, now let's see who's the best I like my pockets fat, never ever flat n***as wanna jack, my .45 ain't havin' that Hoes get no dough, so why try? You think it's gonna be a hit 'n' run? Wrong, it's a drive-by n***as catchin tantrums Because your girl's never safe around the Midnight Phantom They predicted I'mma fall? They must be down with Michael Jackson cause that sh** is "Off the Wall" You don't believe me, ask that brother Show (Snatchin hotties, grabbin hotties, lettin' mothaf**ers know) You come wrong if you don't come strong "YOU BETTER CATCH WRECK!" Motherf**er, I made the song Styles will vary, they won't carry over Don't f** with no Devil, I'd rather marry Oprah Yeah, you got it, I'm pro-black And my sk**s are so phat, I pay my dues, I don't owe jack You bite my style, I can spot it Tryin' real hard to get it, you can forget it, because you don't got it And my sk**s are excellent Diggin' in the Crates and it's time to represent ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] Big L and D'Shawn, yeah they had to represent ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [A.G.] Lord Finesse and A.G., yeah we had to represent ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick")