Dj Clue - Phone Patch lyrics

(feat. Ty Shaun) [Ty Shaun (via phone)] Yo.. Yo, this Ty Shaun, man Word to mutha, man AKA Ty Nitty AKA William P. Holla Man, this my n***a Clue (Shout Outs) You know how we do this man Word to mutha, man Yo... Yo... [Ty Shaun] It's desert storm motherf**er, hit the floor, times up No question entertainment got ya cap lined up I bag for chips big guns and fly whips b**hes with bright red lips and wide hips Who crazed with thugged-out n***as with long dicks I'ma mad man, you can call me a convict Gunnin n***as down and I'm known for ice picks My cliques some iced out n***as who bomb sh** Desert storm, catch your bodies in bare arms Ty Nitty run the city, but Clue is the don QU diplomats, throwin slugs at y'all n***as floor skirts and clap pom poms Tranvets and wearing ya thong thongs I'm spittin' from the heart tearin' n***as apart Sixteen bars is like sixteen thugs Blow a hole in your face and mail your family the parts Motherf**er! [DJ Clue] DJ Clue... The Professional... Part 2