Intro
This is radio G Spot and I'm your number one Dj Shag-A-Lot
Now here's a brand new one from my main man C.R.I.S.I.S featuring Exile and it's players worldwide
Verse 1
We beating emcees (?)
I'm leaving emcees in permanent paralysis
Looking for beef?
Please you don't want to with these
Y'all just snakes from the days of the Adam and Eve's
Got a gun with tongue I cock it and squeeze
When the cops come
Load it in my pocket and leave
You point fingers, I blow your hands out of your sleeves
I'm Jim Kelly
Your style is more soft than Jim Reeves
He the one, the fighter be the one that bleeds
Going all out
Eye for and eye for that cheese
Enemies relocate, start overseas
Taking 'bout you got a car you ain't cop them keys
Taking 'bout you got game and uhm, I'm in the club in the dark corners
I got your shorty on her knees and uhm you wanna come in but you ain't got the fees
And uhm, your shorty wanna keep my company, I'm pleased
And uhm
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
Chorus
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
Verse 2
Yo,
Niggas is just talkers, toothless dogs barking
Unfortunately mistaken for emcees often
They swapping bullsh- they wrote with yours
And causing people to think they your boss when they your offspring
Get off me
Mad cause your girl wants me, she stalks me
Well I guess things just ain't the same for gangsters
The dark side crew were the sh- when we came up
Mike to ball was hot and Black Buntu was still skinny and Queen Sheba didn't like me
You could catch me at them rough neck spots where dudes that smoke weed and think Jesus had dreadlocks, oops
Chorus
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
Verse 3
Yo,
Ayo, you feeling like a thug but the thugs ain't feeling ya
They could put a gun in your chest and start drilling ya
Shoot till the guns empty and then fill it up
Oh, y'all niggas touched my style I ain't feeling ya
'Posed to be rap niggas but ain't living up
Hip hop's mine now come on give it up
Posters of C.r.i.s.e.s y'all gon'stick 'em up
Albums that I drop y'all gon'pick 'em up
Got beef?
Right now?
I'm like nigga what?
One blow
Two choices: nigga head or gut?
Try to shoot these cats to get your metal stuck
(?) Gangsters you know your style sucks
Chorus
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
What you gonna do?
What we wanna do
That's right
We taking over
Outro
Brilliant song this one is
It's a brand new one from my main man C.r.i.s.i.s
This a hot joint
I'm Dj Shag-A-Lot and your number one fm dial Radio G-Spot
If you're having a good one to this go ahead and bust off
Players worldwide