Craig B - What's Your Alias? lyrics

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Craig B - What's Your Alias? lyrics

[Fiend] A tell me what's your name? [Mystikal] MC Mystikal [Fiend] What's your alias? [Mystikal] I'm the prince of the South [Fiend] What's your thing? [Mystikal] I ain't playing with your b**h a** [Fiend] So boy what'd you say? [Mystikal] Here I go here I go [Mystikal] b**h I'll backslap or backstab after that kidnap a whack rap Bring it louder if you coming to rap Your arms to short your legs to small I'm the sure shot sh** off of deputy dog Break it in two and TRU so do By myself I can take you and you and you and you Straight forward like Kerry Kittles n***a's head bob very little Gooder than a whole hand full of skittles Evil with feedback when I turn on the mic I'm the spritz that has to "Chsssss" when you open your Sprite No fight no war no brawl y'all ain't ready When they see me their eyes get big arms get sweaty Enough to go around you know exactly how it go down In house uptown big boys throw down Out of control ballers from Bagwood back to New Orleans If it'll make ya feel good that's what you can call it [Mystikal] What's your name!? [Mac] Mac the Don, motherf**er [Mystikal] What's your alias? [Mac] Shell Shocked n***a [Mystikal] What's your thing? [Mac] Murder murder murder murder [Mystikal] n***a what'd you say? [Mac] Wooooaaaaah [Mac] Who rocks it? I play the plug you play the socket Y'all got your pieces nicked lets co*k it Now how I get your open knock and lock it Y'all n***as fail so now y'all trying to jock it My formula's trill (watch it watch it) These fake a** n***as are blocking With n***as with them ill times are rocking He lifts and co*ked it s**ers are toxic I'm all about what's falling in my pocket I'll be the one they wanna share that co*k with Your just that n***a that they wanna shock with You never hit it told your n***as you did it You probably ate it Laid back and masturbated Take them fake wood strips off the side of you ride Cause real n***as keep their war on the inside that's money with pride Shell shock n***as We on the block n***as Fiend co*ked in 98 We bought more figures and triggers We be murder murder too So have my money or have my sh** And oh tell your little sister to stay up off my dick! [Mystikal] What's your name!? [Fiend] Capitol F-I-E-N-D [Mystikal] What's your alias? [Fiend] I'm Mr. Get it on Jones [Mystikal] What's your thing? [Fiend] I'm the one that call the Shotti [Mystikal] What'd you say? [Fiend] Whomp Whomp! Whomp whomp whomp! [Fiend] I'm the decided private miscontorting to fire on me Bringing you extra clips and jeans favorite style's sareen Mr. Get it on Jones I noticed I didn't drop the phone If it's on then it's on Mister stay loaded up the zone I stay rolling on some chrome Mr. Bad a** n***a ?????????????????? My verbal cla** can k** ya I'm a mad man k**er Warning no hommie can turn ya to thugs and drug dealers So what the f** up n***a Expect me to be discrete Well you b**hes beneath me like athletes feet Ya have ????? can't beat a handicapped As for me I mastered the art of MC It was all before BC Wanna see me? Close your eyes and hold your breath That who*e pushing that store Cutting on over to quicker d**h Bet you n***as are set for ghettos soon to be junk Got lyrical ???? up I'm Mr. War war [Mystikal] What's your name? [Silkk] Silkk the Shocker! [Mystikal] What's your alias? [Silkk] Mister! [Mystikal] What's your thing? [Silkk] I'm a made man n***a! [Mystikal] n***a what'd you say? [Silkk] AAAAAAHHHHHH! [Silkk] (Mister!) Mister hang with real thugs Mister's real blood Mister don't shoot blanks Mister shoot real slugs I never feel sh** except from the ghetto And I don't feel love n***a I'm out there pissed without this nook I see a club n***a what? Mister hit your block Mister hit your spot Mister you better duck the f** down or Mister's getting shot Come on come with me Come and get me I'm gonna find you some hurting I drop flies that hurt the same time I hit the horn street man tries to hurt Me Let me negotiate my contract on the beach he got me some ends Look turned 19 look n***a I got me a Benz You know me see that n***a gonna flock with the rocks in his hands He ain't worth a cop just to block his rocks and then ran I check my flow last year only got better So cold now if it's hot I can still rock leather Mister ain't NO L-I-M-I- to the T (That's Mac that's Fiend, Mystikal your Silkk the Shocker) Yeah that's me! [Silkk] What's your name? [Mystikal] MC Mystikal [Silkk] What's your alias? [Mystikal] I'm the prince of the South [Silkk] What's your thing? [Mystikal] I ain't playing with your b**h a** [Silkk] What'd you say? [Mystikal] The mans right here