k**a-kc - Rep Da Ws Feat. White Chedda lyrics

[Intro - White Chedda] What it's all about.. Yeah yeah.. What it's all about.. What it's all about.. Yeah yeah.. What it's all about.. That's how it is, Chedda.. Bout to rep the 313's n***a please.. [Verse 1 - k**a-Kc] Set the post, it be Rasco from up close Emcees that's rotten can get the full dose The hoes, that came to bu*ter your work toast This emcees be tried just ask themselves: why? Reply and no kil' and no I don't get high It's just not my thing just tryin' to get by I stutter step like rats no cool gats Frenchise my brother this man can pull stacks Perhaps, your plan to go plat' just went splat Your one million plus was fools you couldn't trust I bust, like bubbles and trouble from penpoints You drank down some liquor then smoked like ten joints Please, get out of my face I spits mase Where hip hop is comin' to rush your whole place Face, the lyrics that shut your whole case First out of the box and still lost the whole race Disgrace, n***az with vigour that pull triggers Some catch your body then big turns to bigger Forget it, and bring your best to get with it I pulled down my pants on emcees and sh**ted For real, I blast off lyrics the real deal It's strictly hip hop ain't got that rap feel We peel caps on cats that set traps And I respect women that write they own raps Retreat, we gunnin' you down from ten feet You wrote down some lyrics then jacked like ten beats Discrete never whatever got it together And rain down on n***az in any types of weather We bring it and come in the door bounce to rigid I do my own thing and don't need hoes to sing it But check we cuttin' your verse to small specks Set to get down ain't that's a Ampax, what's next [Hook: White Chedda] "What it's all about" Soul brother Ras' came to diss you fools "What it's all about" Plus you clowns that think you too cool "What it's all about" Get your pens and pads it's time for school "What it's all about" Take another rap [Verse 2: k**a-Kc] Over the hill, plus I'm wanted like fifth wheels There goes your deal you've had your last thrill But still must inspect your mic check And those with no sk**s I must disrespect Regret, nothin' in life don't live trife Ain't k**ed nobody ain't stole no man's wife But twice, brothers tried to roll the dice n***az crabbed out and had to pay the price Precise and nice on mics that on take hights Break out your boots it's time to stack loot But shoot, brothers ain't tryin' to feel this Somebody come bogus I come with realness Excist believin' they got this mad piss Ain't nobody above the club of gettin' dissed We twist and plus my style be topless And broke up your wrist for tryin' to test this We miss nothing in sight and stay as tight Rethought my game, works hard and break nights We blast plus the Ras' be first cla** Dropped my first single and made my first cash Your a** is gettin' dug out for rugs out So f** the gun chatter I'll knock you thugs out About to end this verse ain't nothing worse Then seein' emcees drove off inside the hearse [Hook] [Verse 3: White Chedda Triple the threat plus you placed your last bet Thought you seen it all this ain't been done yet Confetti slice that a** and get ready And tag along Freddie's I came to rock steady But Frank knows how I gas my own tank Make a show live, put cash up in the bank So crank whenever I spit some nice sh** I bought my k**er team my team can slice sh** In facted ofcourse the Ras' be baldheaded You wrote all them lies but didn't get the credit I said it and only like legs once they spread it When fools run they jibbs I came down and dead it We get it, like givin' a f** self destruct I heard ya first 12; Oh well that sh** s**ed Believe it, the jam that keeps the spot heated I ran down some rhymes your crew got mistreated Complete it the Ras on pace without a trace And turn up the ba** so fools canget a taste It's finished and now the rhyme's been replinished My team undefeated on point without a blimish We champs you better deploy your whole camp We fresh of them guts like women with mad cramps So lamp to beats that sounded quite sweet And what it's all about you fools can't compete Bring the heat [Hook]