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Tha Product的歌词
tha product - nine
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin
a red doctor spock make your blood drip-drop
i'm down for hip-hop
stunts blunts and makin big knots
all i need to proceed with words
is the chronic smoke from a little bit that herb
and that's my word i slam it
now you "scream" like janet
and michael the bounce squad psycho
built like tyco tonka i gots to conquer
more chocolate than willy wonka
how you want iti'm all about microphones
and money hip-hop and stayin high
everything else is a alibi
robbin for z zig-zag-zig
i'm the nig behind the trig'
bustin down the crap my niggaz love to clap (buck)
in the back put yo' knots in yo' socks
paid like goldilocks
throwin rocks on yo' blocks
x marks the spot loud as a gunshot
to be or not to be i stay free like a maxi
bloody to the third degree here ye here ye
now it's that you don't know my steelo
discretion is advised
red eye from the buddha
my sharpshooter hit the prosecutor
now i'm through done
swords be like juice with the trey-deuce stashin
my style's on trial cause i'm into mc bashin
in a sick fashion i go overboard
evidence - bloody microphone cords
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin
i crack a heine' and flip
my lyrics ain't butter they miracle whip
i'm on some other shit
i spit lyrics like a flamethrower
rollin in a range rover
smackin casanovas with my nine-leaf clover
you're over and done stick a fork in 'em
i'm the ninth deadly venom stick 'em and hem 'em
make 'em blue like denim - niggaz screamin
"mercy" like percy
i mean perry mason i cut 'em up like jason
you got no idea who you facin
now i'm pushin ninety-five down 95 in a '95
850 timberlands shitty
new york city biddie clockin paint
part time rockin tank - i'm in the mix
my female dress down quick and slick
this rap shit is cool but i still flip a brick
tote a pound out of town on the greyhound
back to the boogie down
then rock a rhyme with nine
i got my eye on the pocket
and i'm gonna sink it
i'm feelin lucky like
i'm hittin salt and jada pinkett
i'm erasin your name
off the list of lyricists
while u-neek blows you up like assists
you can't get with this
not even a little bit
black man and black woman
sun and moon, no bullshit
she hits you like dis
i hit you like dat
she hits you with a razor i hit you with a bat
now you flat on yo' back wack as ever
talkin that same ol'
"hold up - wait a minute" nonsense
the heineken you meets is the guinness
it's all good
i'm robin hood - steal from the rich and keep it
we got the best product in town peep it..
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin
a red doctor spock make your blood drip-drop
i'm down for hip-hop
stunts blunts and makin big knots
all i need to proceed with words
is the chronic smoke from a little bit that herb
and that's my word i slam it
now you "scream" like janet
and michael the bounce squad psycho
built like tyco tonka i gots to conquer
more chocolate than willy wonka
how you want iti'm all about microphones
and money hip-hop and stayin high
everything else is a alibi
robbin for z zig-zag-zig
i'm the nig behind the trig'
bustin down the crap my niggaz love to clap (buck)
in the back put yo' knots in yo' socks
paid like goldilocks
throwin rocks on yo' blocks
x marks the spot loud as a gunshot
to be or not to be i stay free like a maxi
bloody to the third degree here ye here ye
now it's that you don't know my steelo
discretion is advised
red eye from the buddha
my sharpshooter hit the prosecutor
now i'm through done
swords be like juice with the trey-deuce stashin
my style's on trial cause i'm into mc bashin
in a sick fashion i go overboard
evidence - bloody microphone cords
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin
i crack a heine' and flip
my lyrics ain't butter they miracle whip
i'm on some other shit
i spit lyrics like a flamethrower
rollin in a range rover
smackin casanovas with my nine-leaf clover
you're over and done stick a fork in 'em
i'm the ninth deadly venom stick 'em and hem 'em
make 'em blue like denim - niggaz screamin
"mercy" like percy
i mean perry mason i cut 'em up like jason
you got no idea who you facin
now i'm pushin ninety-five down 95 in a '95
850 timberlands shitty
new york city biddie clockin paint
part time rockin tank - i'm in the mix
my female dress down quick and slick
this rap shit is cool but i still flip a brick
tote a pound out of town on the greyhound
back to the boogie down
then rock a rhyme with nine
i got my eye on the pocket
and i'm gonna sink it
i'm feelin lucky like
i'm hittin salt and jada pinkett
i'm erasin your name
off the list of lyricists
while u-neek blows you up like assists
you can't get with this
not even a little bit
black man and black woman
sun and moon, no bullshit
she hits you like dis
i hit you like dat
she hits you with a razor i hit you with a bat
now you flat on yo' back wack as ever
talkin that same ol'
"hold up - wait a minute" nonsense
the heineken you meets is the guinness
it's all good
i'm robin hood - steal from the rich and keep it
we got the best product in town peep it..
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin
now i got the product to keep ya ass open
i got the product to keep ya ass smokin
i got the product two for ten
buy a dime unwind let the ruckus begin