Wildstyle - Bogus Mayn lyrics

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Wildstyle - Bogus Mayn lyrics

Hook: Can't help to be bogus mayyyynnnnn! Comin' from the C-H-I We hollarin' Flict Can't help to be bogus mayyyynnnnn! Comin' from the C-H-I We hollarin' Flict Verse 1:Coldhard I don't know 'bout y'all Betta best be down for mine Givin up that alcohol Phatter game now he turned a little tricky So it's comin' handy What's your mind I'm down with 4 down to smoke who provoke Talkin' 'bout bankin' ho Universal slankin' ho Sip Pelle con boom(????) I'm wired up Goddamnit got they side up Wasn't down for they hood mayn Throw your side up Through original bogus'n Where the souls lead They have no business Stayin high like a ??????? With power from No Limit Peep the town b**h Cuz' we Conflict For infinity Best to give it up Or get your a** cut Lord they send off buckwild From the suburbs to the public housin' This real no mouthin' The middle mobs in thousands Come and visit Hook Verse 2:Wildstyle Can't help it I'm bogus Feel like f**in' my worst up With danger one in the chamber Strangers in the skies Never thought from within a n***a wanna hang ya It's hard to hold my ground I'm down for mine n***as around the way-a In every hood they spray-a lay-a down straight f**in neighbors I was born to go for mine Once upon blayzin' hay up I was gettin buckwild with an all up crowd It shattered this time no break A window shattered grabbed my matic it's havoc No hesitator Lay ya before I lay ya parlay ya Wouldn't wanna be ya see ya later Let'em come out these clowns are perpatrators Because a n***a had to hate ya Bend 'em up just like a stapler My nature straight takin' humanity You mad at me You gonna get bucked ain't givin a f** whats up What you gon' do Can't help it to be bogus Hook Verse 3: Coldhard I tried to change my life from all this bullsh** This motherf**er comin' with they click Tellin' me what they gon' do b**h You ain't gonna be spookin' me that time You ain't gonna puff my damn line n***as ain't stupid and gon' do no sh** and Get the flict up outta mine Cuz' y'all was kickin' a** But you know we had to bring some Motherf** this fun Got us doin' this g**nin' sh** But they don't want none We the average psychotic bangotic Human hypnotic whatever you consider b**h We 'bout it and got it Roll 8 thick when we on the hard 4 n***as 4 down a** broads Before n***as sh** start We piled his whole mob Dropped is what he got So I shot this gat popped Mob, n***a, f**, I'll k**'em Blast that cap peeler Hook Verse 4: Wildstyle Wanna see these ugly blows Waitin on some sh** to kick up Goin' up on one of these b**hes, n***as Up'em triggas If it ain't my click you can die No shame in my game We deep to sell f** the jail get'em up B's up betta ease up And a n***a thinkin' I be trippin' I be slippin' Comin' atchya double with a big ol' pull pump Since it ain't no mo' Toe to toe let'em know how avenue n***as gonna throw Can't rest it you dead 1-2-3-4-5 on your head Knockin' it down if a n***a could wheneva' a n***a could Treat a n***a no good Get rolled, fold, hang'em high n***a hit the floor break yo' self Go loco on block, Ha Sell the dope that finna make your heart stop Motherf** that punk he should a had his strap Ride off let'em fell that real funk Don't sit come equip' let rip on the script I down with click bang with the click Hang with the flict Can't f** with this Rushin', no touchin this Straight bustin' sh** Hook

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