Suga Free - My Alphabets lyrics

[Verse 1: Suga Free] (Bah-bah-shabba-da-bah) That n***a this, that n***a that. Where's Quik? Where's Tone? Where's Hi-C? When your album coming out, holmes? I'm more anticipated and most waited on That I don't a fingernail, or break a sweat, or break a bone I was born at night, but it wasn't last night You want a toy to go play with, b**h? 'Cause you're f**in' with some dynamite Watch it, 4, gotta get mo' In Pomona, California or Divisadero And since you wanna report it? Yeah, I crushed up some crystal meth, lined it up, and snorted it Gleek-gleek-bah-dah-shabba-dah-ho And when a pimp feel he had enough, he need him some mo' (Hey Suga Free, why you blastin'?) I don't know, motherf**er Call that n***a you heard it from and go on and ask him I'm on parole, cuz, and I ain't into telling I'm into scientific research, b**h, to keep ya bailing [Hook: Rappin' 4-Tay & Suga Free (Repeat 2X)] Mackin' ain't nothin but a thing to me 'Cause I'm a double OG P-I-M-P Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free? A-B-C-P [Verse 2: Mac Dre] Cut the crap, b*atch; you can't con me I'll slice yo' a** thin as salami Not Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky or Mike I go bad like OJ, sav like Ike Gesundheit, so cold, you sneeze Iced out grill, tattooed sleeves b**h please, me no comprende All I understand is 'daddy, send me' I drink Rémy Martin Flows on a cougnut, barking Old school n***a like Theodore When I see a who*e, I can't ignore I'm all in her face like an angry coach Servin' her potions and antidotes Hop in the Range when it's time to go She'll do whatever I say, she'll even be my hoe [Hook] [Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay] Pimpin's been around since the first day And I been utilizing my mack hand, swingin' my back hand Checkin' b**hes on the daily, f**in' with my paper route If you's a broke b**h, best'a get the f** out No disrespect but I'm a mack, that's how the game go Pimpin' these hoes from Hunter's Point to Fillmore Mac Dre and 4-Tay keep it s**a-free 360 degrees, you feel me Suga Free? Dirty dead presidents Put a safety deposit box at my residence 'Cause real playas stack a grip, can't be hesitant Maneuver on my cellular 100, 100, 100 mo' profit on the regular Droptop double-R's, stackin' like Escobar Gotta get that cheese, Cali n***as do it all You need garage door opener, haters glancin' Keepin' the feds off balance, they can't find my mansion [Hook (Repeat 4X)]