Sah-B - Some Ol' Sah-B sh** lyrics

[Intro: K-Def]? Comin' straight from the House Of Hitz Yeah, this is how we do it for 9 4 Yeah, now here we have some ol' Sah-B sh** [Verse 1] I'm comin' live and direct, from Northern Bricks Guard ya man, keep 'em up when you see me and my clique I buck, watch, do summin' terrible, leave ya edible Having ya whole damn block saying "That's incredible" When a female so small and so fragile manage to do The damage to this I do I'm Lady Hyper, get down off a ruffneck I get 'nuff packs because of my dope check I beat the s**er down like Pfeiffer You don't know? This stacks is dope, ya tryna get jumped you little ho The S It's for the sk**s that I possess The A is for the a** that I kick with Finesse The H The H is for [?]my size in the half[?] Grab that, my chump, like I'm doin' right now The B What does the the B in Sah-B mean? Oh... Uhh... Well let me see Britton? YES! Beautiful? YES! Bad? YES! Buckin'? YES! Breakin'? YES! Bustin'? YES! b**hin'? YES! Blowin' up? YESSS! It's not near, not another that can flow like this This style is mine! Some ol' Sah-B sh** [Hook] I'm the S to the To the A to the To the H to the To the dash, the B And I'm the S to the To the A to the To the H to the To the dash, the B!! X2 [Verse 2] When I grab a microphone I get a cool sensation And me hurtin' things is the only temptation I come across with that ill flow, my sk**ed row Sometimes I kick it fast, sometimes I kick it real slow But don't compare me to the knick knack Because I rip whack, and when I gun, I stick sack My technique is straight up, unorthodox You getcha boots knocked, like that ho from any block Then I hit you with the [?]cuckoo[?], original The force is digital, turn the power up to "critical" Did you feel the rap show when I grabbed Yo! ? Watch out!! Because Sah-B is comin' atcha Yes, and I'm up to no good I know you wanna see my way, come on I wish you would I got a fist for those that try to get me I get to beat up microphones through my back For those who try to snatch I'm on that ol' New sh**, that rough sh** That hoarse sh**, that other sh** That type of sh** that all the muthafukkaz can't f** with That Funk sh**, that fast sh**, that ol' underground sh** When it comes down to it It's all some ol' Sah-B sh** [Hook] X2 [Verse 3] The S to the A to the H, the dash, the B Yup that's me, the entire five-foot-three When I get nice, on the ice is the Heineken And in the busy is Mahogany by Rakim I hate when muthafukkaz f** up my chillow I drag their a** to the underground railroad Cuz in the underground s**az are not allowed You f** around and get your spleens on the sewer ground I put the lock down on ya like a pig Watch you have thick thing near ya face without spit Then laugh atcha, and say "Ohh, sh**!" If it looks like a s**er Walks like a s**er Talks like a s**er You guessed that it's a s**er Around my way you get no props for being whack You mess around and get dropped on yo back A chiropractor couldn't fix the sh** That happens up and around, in, you know, Northern Bricks So nice I just lay back with things on air Go see my man, hit 'em off with some lead Slam 'em right, rock 'em all night, wash them shirts And when I'm done he can never wake it up to work Put it on one, I gotta go, so here's the kick I hit 'em off with that Sah-B sh** [Hook] X2