Hey yo... When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the fucking floor Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door Cause when I spit on mic's I spit raw Which 'cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor I keep the club on the vex 'Cause he gotta pay me when I spit, plus replace alot of shit Niggas get a whiling When my words echo's the room like, Get your hand out my pocket You suck shit when my topics rockin I'm banned from clubs 'cause my toxic tonsils Loud speaker like a fucking sports announcer I spit the baa-haa till you rush the bouncer I rush the mutherfucker in your way who's bouncing You know old christ get their yak's pronouncin...
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Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker Out your seat motherfucker, I'm a reach motherfucker Shady-records till I sleep motherfuckers Obi-Trice nothin but street motherfucker Tear this bitch up till you bleed motherfucker I wouldn't give a fuck who you be motherfucker Punk, pussy, bitch or G motherfucker Adrenaline rush before you leave motherfucker
When I speak I blow out your tweeters, yo dog Show out in speakers roll out with heaters I'm just an animal eating the game Jumbo monkey, funky and Obie's the name I rose solo, never been a hoe though Keep yak's vocal when cats act loco Where you at when I'm moving the crowd You get trampled, mashed on detroit style Up out your seats, pump out the E's Off the beat's the crowd overpleased Where my nigga's at smoking them tree's Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski's That's how it is when you party with me You don't like it, you L-7 like a square beat
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Yo, yo, since I came I rearrange the place with blaze Spays dope with coke-fevers DNA, I'm so addicted To gettin nigga's lifted, drunk off a liquid Obie Trice the misfit Douse'in the crowd with piss and voul's We underground motherfucker fix your frown's I beat the bore with a wisty tour Off a whisky you never been this deep before So throw up your hands and peep out your man's When I come through next quarter trust it in you's And trust I'm attackin it I hook up the hot shit like ay see we havin it That's why I'm so miraculous And hope to get you nigga's pumped up I see you next time I see him chump That's right, you go through Obie Trice fucked up On your knees drop for these
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