KLC - Mo B.'s Theme lyrics

[KLC] Yeah (yeah) Three n***as in the broad Serv did his side of the story so I guess I'm gonna And it go a little somethin like this Once upon a time not long ago Bumped into my cuz in the commotion show Bro trippin' with the broads in the Bayou cla**ic Eyes do the problem, make you stop in Dallas Low and behold, we hit the club called spot Ten minutes on the scene and I hear about three shots Scared as the pluckem checkin' around for blood Hoping none of these slugs hit one of my bruds So my cousin stops me at the aftermath Gold teeth shinin' like a psychopath He was looking for some beats so he could pull a keeper I'm like "Hell yeah, let's make some paper" [Mo B. Dick - Chorus] b**hes call me Mo B, n***as call me Dick You may call me crazy or you may call my silly I am just a gangster who likes to rock the mic Promising you haters, I'll shoot your a** tonight [KLC] Yo Dick, you wanna know some funny sh**? I'll be worked for three n***as in the broads And locked five n***as in the pound Bumpin' down this platinum sh** Now let 'em know what happen after that broad got shot So I fly out to Cali to persue my dream All I had was twenty dollars and a drum machine But I wasn't even trippin' cause I'm had like that Serv and C picked me up in the Cadillac Now it's off to K-Lou's so we can get sh** started Dropped f** Them hoes with my first recording Puttin' in work every ten that day All day every day, that's how we make that pay Move back to the booths so we can touch our roots Eat red beans and rice and coffee stew Say what you want, but this is who I be Tank Dogg, No Limit, DPGC [Mo B. Dick - Chorus] b**hes call me Mo B, n***as call me Dick You may call me crazy or you may call my silly I am just a gangster who likes to rock the mic Promising you haters, I'll shoot your a** tonight [KLC] Yeah, Mo B. Dick, KL The Pound, Craig B, O'Dell, Los We in here, No Limit 2000. We out