Loot Bag

uh, uh , uh , yo

What up my people equal?, this be Tical: The Prequel
Shine up the desert eagle, light up that extra lethal
I mean that "ooh wee", three years and two g's
I'm back with new trees, I wrapped in loose leafs
While y'all was just rappin', who get the set crackin'?
Just like a neck snappin', let's get this next platinum
What's happ'n Def Jam? Remember Meth Man?
I held your hand through them years when y'all was stressed, fam
That's why I still love you and Russell still hustle
Let's get to pumpin' iron, and flex some real muscle
Up in this bitch due, my click is Rick Rude
And I ain't got the ivory, this ain't the flick, dude
Somebody told me, y'all can't hold me
Naughty By Nature, do my dirt all by my lonely
You need back off bitch, you don't know me
Got to leave these hoes alone, they too nosey

That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey, motherfucker
Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ok, the love issue, don't let that love get you
My brothers love pistol, doin' they thug dizzle
Bet y'all ain't know, did you? That I'm a pro, did you?
Until the flow hit you, fuck it, I'm official
Bone wit more gristle, thrown from chrome nickel
Place that don't tickle, can't wait to zone wit you
I'm hard as stone chisel, Meth got his own little
Formula to go triple -- for shizzle

Ok, now where was I? Prepared, was I
Your man broke his jaw tryin' to say what I
Say on this mic, not a day in your life, could ya
Say I ain't nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, would ya?
Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come her, she stuntin'
Can hear me "cummin'" like my dick's in her ear or somethin'
I put that on my momma, she put that on her kids
He put that chrome on your dome and blowed ya fuckin' wig
That's how it is, ask Bobby Dig'
We back on your block, with 'nuff shots to give

That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey, motherfucker
Ey, While ya'll was just rapping, ey, ey
That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Ok, the love issue, don't let that love get you
My brothers love pistol, doin' they thug dizzle
Bet y'all ain't know, did you? That I'm a pro, did you?
Until the flow hit you, fuck it, I'm official
Bone wit more gristle, thrown from chrome nickel
Place that don't tickle, can't wait to zone wit you
I'm hard as stone chisel, Meth got his own little
Formula to go triple -- for shizzle

Uh Huh (Miilk Remix)

da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh

Let me do my thing

Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Make noise b-boys

Well it's another one, in the gutter one, ghetto running em
Troublesome, extra double dumb, I come to beat em
Defeat em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm cheating
Now everybody wanna sound grimey (yeah I know)
I'ma show ya how, come on, all in together now
Yeah oh yeah yeah that's how it gotta be
So stop trying to be loud as me 'cause you can't do that
Think about it, playing Russian roulette with an automatic
I bet my ass against the line the last bullet's first on line
Stab and step and repping and run, packing a weapon is wild
Peace to the brother's on Rikers Isle
Tough enough and trembling, blend in like a chameleon
Buck, bye tough guy, oh my god I'm so high
'Cause they say I rhyme, they say I look like a gremlin
But what does it take to make a kid make a million children slam

Now everybody wanna sound grimey (yeah I know)
I'ma show ya how, come on, all in together now
Defeat em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm cheating
Now everybody wanna sound grimey (yeah I know)

I'ma show ya how, come on

I come to beat em
Defeat em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm cheating
Now everybody wanna sound grimey (yeah I know)

I'ma show ya how, come on

Slam (Slam) 
Slam 

Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Make noise b-boys

Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Let the boys be boys
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh
Make noise b-boys

I'm the nitty, nasty, gritty smashing, never slow gassing
Strictly swift blast of the raspy-rasp fashion
That I provide, I abide the U.S.G
Besides the ghetto vibe, make me flip like Jekyll and Hyde
Of course, I come across with the pure for sure unadulterated uncut raw
Disgusted, busted, you wanna touch it, too hot
You forgot, you're not ready, your head could get ruptured
Hit between the eyes, I plan to vandalize
I supply the static, I run with the bad guys
The villains, crooks, highlighters and the fighters
See the big black picture if you look inside of my mind
It's graphic, expressed it drastic
So kill the copycat act kid, it's all mastered
Directed it, when y'all least expected it
And thought it was safe, Onyx hit you in the face so slam

I'ma show ya how, come on

I come to beat em
Defeat em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm cheating
Now everybody wanna sound grimey (yeah I know)

Slam (Slam)

I'ma show ya how, come on

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