Sean Price - Call of the Wild lyrics

Ohh-eh-ohh, (M) ohhhh oh (F) Ohh-eh-ohh, (C) ohhhh oh Ohh-eh-ohh, (Ma-ma-ma-ma-magnum Force) ohhhh oh Ohh-eh-ohh, (for LIFE) ohhhh oh [Verse One: Supreme] Alright it's, time to show these n***as who's the nicest Lyrics incisive, I grip the mic like a vice grip Cooler than ice, what? CREAM flows is priceless Angels of d**h, n***a watch yo' step cause you might slip I, stay with the hype sh** but that's just me The Elohim, motherf**er I rip this sh** for free Stick and flee so my stee' can remain low key, supreme Steam through your team, yeah y'all fools know me I'm triple R rated, I push these herbs to the pavement To put it in terms for laymen, this n***a ain't playin I'm sayin, I blow up spots with no delayin I slay men then I'm parlayin [Verse Two: Lidu Rock] For all y'all n***as poppin sh** watch your step f** the talkin Little Rock on the motherf**in scene get to walkin Guns is steady barkin, at them cats who lack Actin like my mac won't spit holes through your Ac' Or your Lex Land', you sets man far from lethal This Representative will rip a** like Desert Eagles f** a sequel, angel of d**h peep how I greet you Leave you for dead and let the savage n***as eat you [Verse Three: Rock] Yo boy don't never, test M.F.C. this ain't no cla**room I blast whomever you better get or catch an a** wound I'm pissed like a bathroom, come test the center, what? I f** your whole starting five and your bench up, yo f** what you been through and the troubles on your mental Test Maldu and you'll get, sent through a window Cut up like Ginsus, or Technic 1200's b**h n***as scared, I hear the bubbles in your stomach Waitin for your bowels to move, cause you doodoo Bent up like you OD'd off Ex-Lax and YooHoo I blew through two crews, talkin they garbage Claimin they funky? Maybe true cause you don't wash * ohh-eh-ohh's repeat in background while Starang talks * [Pre Verse Four: Starang Wondah] M.F.C.! Starang Wondah no relation to Stevie Word is Bon Jovi up in here Heltah Skeltah, doin it like this Hardcore, what's the deal word up [Verse Four: Hardcore] Hardcore, far more than the average n***as tried to bust but they gats get embara**ed Sayin that I'm small and belong in a carriage (Sayin what somebody else say) What is n***as, parrots? [Verse Five: Starang] Word up, my M.F.C. n***as won't have it, ya hate me? Cause I roll with dots, smokin spliffs under the A.C n***as be fakin, pullin they guns out they holsters Keep my sh** right by my dick like I'm supposed to New Starang, I been this way ever since Eshkoshkah Since my n***as chillin on the roof on the poster [Hardcore] Wanna see me, only way you do that is on TV (It's Hardcore) Starang Wondah no relation to Stevie [Verse Six: Ruck] Aiyyo I'm Tall Sean, I got rid of the afro That sh** played out like leather jackets with them ta**els Plus I splash those a**holes who don't know no better Personal vendetta on this great hunt for cheddar Don't never, let me catch you actin stupid I'll clap you Slap you silly until he realize who's wrathful Hate to make you an example Duke but I have to Represent for my click leave that b**h stiff like a statue Caught between the Rock and the Ruck, it seems you trapped Duke f**in with them dirty a** n***as, go take a bath Duke Half-dead, wonderin how the f** did Ruck trap you My man Hak-tu, got two, informants to trap you [Verse Seven: Doc Holiday] Doc Holiday, O.K. Corral, my click be wild Like the m**ms gettin a** in the pit, that sh** be foul If your shorty strut her a** past me, I got to growl Watch your mouth, loose lips sink ships, and let go blow It's Doc, alone with my Glock, nice to meet ya If there's doubts, the cleaner blows out, then I'mma see ya I be a virus up in your a** like gonorrhea Explain the pain I see on your face, or face the fears Chick here, these groupies from somethin be on my bumper If shorty co*k her a** in the air, then I gotta hump her Love her, my hunger takes toll I must config God crack your Arm Leg a Leg a Arm, and your Head Motherf**er [Ruck] For real, this is beautiful Word is bond Heltah Skeltah [Rock] Can we get it? Can we get it? Ohh-eh-ohh, ohhhh oh (repeat 4X) [Rock] B.C.C., M.F.C., Triple R Fab 5 all that sh** bwoy Horseman, boss men, word is bond Drag you off men We ain't bullsh**tin, huh My little n***a Hardcore in the house n***a like four foot two Smack the sh** out of you and your crew The f** you wanna do?