Equipto - Knyte Rydah lyrics

(*Talking*) Yeah, let's do it [Mike 2X's] My attitude stay cold like "Scarface" Al Pacino What is it Queezy?, let's roll Now you wildin under the lights with Michael Knyte The truth hurts in the day time and at night Have heart, have hustle, my n***as and keep your game tight Know what I mean?, the streets gon continue to watch So I'ma stay fully loaded and copped Like a detachable magazine When I visit Reno I'm hittin the Silver Legacy Casino in my camoflauge jeans Made by Def Jam And my boots and the trees is sponsored by Timberland Man everyday I'm just husltin Bring a straight hungry, aggression, and pa**ion Just to keep this sh** happenin So watch how you roll Game recognize game in a world full of haters and the po-po's Man I'm tellin all my n***as man everything they glitter 36-24 ain't gold I'm spinnin and sinnin on low pro's (*Talking*) Mike Myer, a knyte rydah Tell her, youknowImean All in they face [Equipto] I said "Now, Wow", baby came with a thou' Young and actin like a Indian, start askin how? Tadow, see I got her all out of character Hoppin on one leg she comin to America Bark like a poodle, I'm all in the noodle I doodle on the page and the game is brutal I'm chillin, like a cooler manuver like a Heimlick MC's knowin I been cold since 9-6 My bicep flexin, while doin the high-step Bounce, and I'll be +Gone Till November+ Wyclef Your highness, why they gon hate the sk** Took you under like the hood did ate and chill Now it's crackin, I'm choppin in the bachelors pad In the bathroom you won't find no maxipad Roll up, from k**in the swish and pa** me that so quick That's granddaddy in the Cadillac b**h Fa sho, and she thought she couldn't get no higher Until she really rolled with Michael Knyte Rydah Hi, I'm the supplier the shotgun sitter Don't get upset because I'm not done with her, the Knyte Rydah (*Talking*) Yeah, all in they face mayne, youknowwhatImean It's my dot to e up in this coochie granny's Up in the alley's, youknowwhatImean In Cali, Frisco [Andre Nickatina] In me eyes this freak said she saw Carnival And she'll pay a lil' fee if she can play and go I like fine dimes, because I wear fine vines Man walk with me baby we don't stand in club line Baby night-time, night-ride cobra-cobra A white Cashmere coat on my shoulder Baby you can lose j**els if you choose I'm tyrin to get half of ya a** like the moon I might do court moves just like the Doc Or rip your whole community man like the crack rock My Nakamichi bangs and my Nakamichi knocks From the blood to the bones and we still rep Pac Lord of mercy, I give you water if ya thirsty It's like a movie in the making when these b**hes try to work me My vogue tires shine like the sun And they scream from the curb like a home-run Drop like a hot gun, hat low ready to flaunt I don't need no menu I know what I want It's like the seventh sign, I see my life on the computer line It's like a treasure when you find mines