Snobby Topang - 1993 lyrics

TOPANGA FT. AL3KAT 1996 (LYRICS) (VERSE 1: AL3KAT) Hol Up Hol up this the kid again Al3kat mafu*ka you can bet again Tearing rappers from they ligaments .. Bones like snoop dre Rappn I'm Lipschitz... sh*t is what I'm hearing Can you hear that sh*t ... Mafu*ka hate me on he can eat dick, beatem down ima finish it, Finish sh*t Either way it go ending sh*t ... Telling rappers all the time .... that I'm .... the best man aroun here no tay diggs no morris chest ... Nuts you ni**as be ... Face me ... Ha It's comedy.... Rhythm my flows cold hard abominal .... Dominos knockn you down like kerrie flows... Carry my foes, my hoes Is striking pose they laugh When it cums outta they nose Peep It Peep It Like my man say moechella tonight Let the band play Like a bandaid sticking to it This Music is hard knocks People Is Black Tops Kids Can Getchu Charts 100 U at the top Songs is Tik Tok Dancing Is How You POP My Guy ... Shook & Jive My Guy Oh you ain't hipp my guy 1-2 1-2 Step steps my guy Not original I'm like oregano Sorta healing operator like a figaro & I finger roll curry tho stephen seagal my gut big over rappers I'm above all they laws... (VERSE 2) Get it how we live, We gone live how we get it The sh*t these ni**as rapping bout we really use to live it Summer ‘99, late nights, I remember Looking out the window to a stoop full of gorillas Ain't too long ago, Lil Jerry by the door, Right in front of building C, told us get we got to getting ni**as pulled up in them benzes, Right in front my building, Money and the b*tches, Louis V on the lenses I grew up started dating, I love a drug dealer... Was still up in them trenches but I got to taste the riches. Spades up in the kitchen My sis sold all our snacks, to the junkies outside, Said we been about our business Prissy, High siddity, round the edges I was too rough Had to drag a couple b*tches off the school bus Was never known to wanna be around the cool ones Out of all my siblings Ma said I'm the rude one Never gave two fu*ks They said that I was too much Still in elementary but the storm was bound to soon come In uniforms, they wrote me up, I was fly as hell My teachers said I'm genius, I gotta apply myself... Super hard headed, I guess that's why my ass soft I been a street b*tch since they laid the asphalt. Thinking now my momma should have whipped my ass more And thinking now, I probably should have went to class more Momma never missed work Always made that sh*t work Even if the sh*t hurt If it came to wrist work I was guaranteed to get 2 honeybuns and big burst So I grew to just go at it, and hope this sh*t works Take it way way back, The side ponytails the knee highs The Levi's and the big belts The filas the uh ohs the E-I's, the top down the beat low like TI....TI