Keak Da Sneak - Love Da Kids lyrics

(Keak Da Sneak) Cuz I came, I came to rock the mic right Step up in this mutha f**a and get sh** hype Keak Da Sneak baby is the name I use '95 Monte Carlo is what I cruise I paid dues the game owed me one Originator of "fa sheezy" take this game and run And don't come back til you blow this sh** up Don't think just drink til you finish the cup I came here to get you lit Get you a red boy top of bottle, not a red nose pit Keak Da Sneak baby known everywhere Step in this rap game and spark sh** like a flare Way to cold at a younger age It was everyday still in the car slangin yay Hella years later still young in the game I'm sharp as a Gillette razor with that Charlie Mac game (Hook) Keak Da Sneak baby known everywhere b**h don't act shy you in the presence of a player When I grab my mic I'm the one man crew Talkin bad bout me b**h you must be off ooh When they heard Keak Da Sneak, Sneak came to town Like Pac in his prime I be gettin around On who? On you cuz this sh** is real big Know no laya in me cuz you know I love da kids (Keak Da Sneak) Dome shots to the face and all And you can pray and pray for my downfall This is destiny b**h you n***as in it to ball Then get satisfied and let a n***a run in ya draws Straight for ya safe then ya manhood took Left tankin and tinkin, stomache we can't look You can't visualize some of the sh** I seen So if you ain't ready for this game mayn go on come clean Do ya yadadameen, I invented that sh** So before you put it out there you better holla at a pimp Cuz I'm takin sh** personal, it's feelings with this Head up or music b**h I be k**in ya sh** And I can't sleep til I know that you hit Feedback, a n***a don't need in his mix My usual fix, pound of Remy and a zip of light Put hands and feet on yo a** like a n***a in a prize fight (Hook) (Keak Da Sneak) And uhh no he ain't a Walnut gangsta Yes I is, 2-4-7 on the block with anchor Not in it for the small time, I gotta get mine Playa hatin is a crime, you n***as way outta line And I'm goin, goin, back, back to East Oakland Ya dig, you know where it's at Get em, getcha gotcha get em, hit em Sicka bit em, the chee P-O, all in the do' nobody can f** wit em Bra Hef, Beanie, Dola Ike and Big Scoop Look how long I waited, had patience for the loot But we gone get there, I been at it since 1990 Went through hella fazes til I really just found me Outsandin, and all my albums is poundin I grown man outplayin intentional groundin I been buildin Keak Da Sneak sine 9-8 For the group mayn a n***a couldn't wait, what's my name (Hook)