Locksmith - What is It? lyrics

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Locksmith - What is It? lyrics

[E-A-Ski] E-A-Ski, CMT, Frontline Yeah Locksmith, Left, What is it Homie? MTV Battle, y'all some God damn cheaters man But that's all right, it's nothing personal We just gone spit at you a little bit, ya know Let's get it cracking Lock, c'mon [Verse 1: Locksmith] Now what do we have here? A new n***a repping the Bay Making a name n***as wanna step in the way All of the bullsh** and the stress in the way It's enough to make you wanna get a weapon and spray Give me the beef I'm happy to chew it But understand I'm a man if you happen to spew it We can take it to a battle and do it I ain't a p**y mayne, I don't sweat vaginal fluid But some of you a**holes wanna start with me Like I ain't got a motherf**ing heart in me If I offended you n***a pardon me But I don't think you really wanna a part of me My skin is thick my blood is froze You can look into the area above my nose And see I don't f** around in songs 'Til I'm buried in the motherf**ing ground and gone, c'mon [Hook 2x] What is it? Whatever you might want it to be What is it? Why you wanna hate on me? What is it? I ain't even trippin dog What is it? I'm a show ya how to ball [Verse 2: Left] I'm a quarterback like Rich Gannon mayne And I don't do a damn thang but throw ya game All that back talking man you should be shamed I thought we left them thangs to mess with dames But dudes wanna chit chat, dudes wanna gossip Talk the talk, but afraid to walk it Since we been on TV I guess that we targets Open to the bad guys you know who you are People wanna hate the day because I say That I represent the New in front of the Bay So y'all made at me, acting all crappy Why don't ya get a slice of the pie and be happy Lot of people want us to go away Nope not goin nowhere we here to stay I got kids to raise and rhymes to say Plus a truck load of money that I got to make, yeah [Hook 2x] [Verse 3: E-A-Ski] I don't give a damn where you from and where you be It's gone take more than the beef to bring the heat By now you should know I'm from the Oakland street If you think about n***a it can get real deep I ain't got to fake a smile and show you love I'mma co*k back and pop and show you slug f** rapping, n***a we can go all out Man to man or we can bring all the turfies out When you see me clear your thought don't think about it Or it be 'extra extra read all about it' Don't doubt it I'm not that nice I do not play And when I play it might be with an AK I won't blink and I won't budge I been been to jail before and back to war I will co*k it and let the steel bust In a real way b**h get ya grill bust [Hook 2X] [E-A-Ski] Frontline, The Frontline, yeah We ready for war cuz Hahaha Locksmith, Left, E-A-Ski, CMT What is it? What is it boy? Ha ha, better get at us, you know Oh yeah, MTV battle? Y'all some damn cheaters mayne