Yo-Yo - Can You Handle It? lyrics

[Yo-Yo] I had enough of this sh**, people pushing me I pack a deuce but i think i need a uzi And yeah (?) get me pissed and I don't wanna blow Shall I remind you? Yo, you can't f** with the Yo-Yo Better watch your back, my crew is out to attack So don't f** around and get jacked out there Get a bigger n***a but a bigger n***a get you smoked Ain't no body squabbin on the west coast Have you ever seen a sister pull a nine and straight blow your a** away? Don't make my day I gotta get (?), when I stick up on a p**y stroll (?) off music, but now I'm on another stroll Holding down all that And I'm pretty in pink, but don't forget the girl is strapped Straight case of music on the gangsta boogie tip I need to know straight up, can you handle it? [Big Time] Yeah this is big time (?) And yo-yo about to rock this mother f**er And I'm sending this out to all my homies in the west coast! Yo-yo kick that! [Yo-Yo] Fighting to survive in this world is simply madness Come and take a bite of Miss Bada** I've got some music for your ears My funk is simply pimpin' I'm not with that b**h sh**, (?) trick Coming harder than you ever thought See the sh** I got is straight raw And for you brothers disrespecting You got to be put in check then Sisters ain't nothing gon' change Once we start making these fools feel shame And just when you thought that my crew ain't got my back Boom yeah, here they come strapped You gotta be ready for the sh** i got to spit 1993, can you handle it? [Big Time] Ibwc is in the house fools Can you handle it? My name is Big Time And this is like that [Yo-Yo] Late at night I start to wonder who's hawking me I put my gat up in my lap before a fool tries to rob me Got my music turned up to avoid all attraction You can tell that I'm merry from the way I'm reacting Going 80 miles in a 55 zone Can't get caught in the streets alone I'm on my way to the valley Make a left in the alley Then I'm home until they have me humming another song Three n***as stood in the alley getting ready to get me Well that's what they think I pull my gun out my leather blue toot(?) The other one yelled out Please! ("Don't shoot! Don't shoot!") By the time he took his step he took his last breath Off to the crib I went to rest, can you handle it? Yeah this is how sh** is getting done in 93 Yo-yo and the baker boys Ice Cube is in the mother f**ing house Lench Mob and the IBWC is running things, fool Yeah! You better ask somebody!