Ace Century - Regulate lyrics

[Verse] And i'm back, guess you can call me T.I. then The God MC b**h, I am that guy then Cats wanna be a goofy, send they a** to Disney Call the choppa liquor cause it can f** up your kidney Told yo hoe I got a BBC and being king is my occupation Call her Anna Faris cause she say she been Waiting I just pay the price if I feel the stakes are high And I ain't talking s**uality but choppa make you go bye All I talk is cheddar, but i'll never rat a n***a out And ya should know better than to run ya muhf**in mouth I come with rhymes back to back like a Chanel sign Got so many bars like I am doing jail time Call fans Kevin Bacon, cause even they some Sleepers Shots to the dome leave yo a** deader than Jeepers I will smoke a n***a, call me Juicy J NPE we got shooters, I ain't talking NBA I'm talking bout them real shooters like the NRA Muthaf**as take us for a game, GBA We pull them choppas out get on yo a** and regulate No h*mo, bullets got dicks cause they penetrate Ahh, they leave you holy like yo b**h a** going to church Come talking a**ertive round me and get murked Since I made a couple bills, I feel like a duck Think i'm playing round put you in the dirt, i don't give a f** Yo dream girl like a vacuum cause that hoe s** When you see me find a horseshoe cause you out of luck And naw, them Trues ain't gone save yo a** These big ole choppa bullets will shave yo a** Ain't in Notre Dame but choppa leave ya with a hunchback Choppa leave yo a** flatter than a brown paper lunch bag Swear when I look in the gra** all I see is snakes All these different guns will keep a fool shook like an earthquake I be the original while these n***as be remakes I be authentic so that's why these n***as be fakes And i'm getting cake but I be the one getting baked Squares wanna be in my circle but they outta shape I'm a Bad Boy, and I give these n***as Faith like Biggie And this just an Unexpected Arrival like I was Diggy I been seeing Blood on the Leaves way before Kanye Swear imma turn into Ludacris cause n***as in my pathway Move b**h, get out the way, get out the way But I don't give these n***as the time of my day Swear that the bell can't even save these haters Smoke they a** after I set up a grave for these haters These b**h n***as throw a cat in the shower Get it? Big dog I can really see that you a coward Boy yo a** is gra**, swear I need a lawnmower Through my shades I can still see you chicken, sweet and sour Draw them guns out, like we playing with an Etch A Sketch Like we warming up though leave yo a** stretched Remember when my old b**h told me I wouldn't be sh** And my name ain't Richard but she also said I was a dick Told her tie her shoes, since she really wanna trip And I been getting a little buzz like Henny what I sip Treat the roads like a slave the way that I whip Swear i'm too far up now to lose my grip Watch when i'm ready to regulate, yo b**h a** gone dip Put a DJ before your name because you gone be Quik When these broke n***as talk, swear they need a get fixed And dykes wanna beef, mad a**es just need dicks I'm just about my dough, guess you can call me Pillsbury And any fake rat a** n***a, they gets buried R.I.P. Nate Dogg, ya know I had to Regulate I love to be a king, these n***as they just love to hate No h*mo, but bullets got a dick cause they penetrate I "Keep It G.A.N.G.S.T.A.", R.I.P. to Nate