Can't Go Wrong E

The reason that I'm here, I'ma drop 'til it's Clear. Let off, haze the front, middle, And rear. Switches couldn't switch like these Switches today. Just sit and sittin' and drippin' Off all of the ways. Got the ears of Djinn, beers and the gin. The Cokes drippin' off juice and gins. As a matter of fact, it takes a matter Of fact to duplicate the great. Y'all get played like the sax, trumpet, the Trombone. Too shotty, Young Gotti, millennium bone. If she ragley, I'm sendin' 'em home. Puttin' tint in the chrome, lettin' off into the Dome. It don't quit, it don't stop. Let the beat knock, let the beat knock. Pull up at the spot, pull in the drop Top, gettin' what I got. I just Can't go wrong, releasin' all my thoughts Through song. Don't give a damn on the real, I say just what I feel. No matter what you say, I'll never stop, I bust all day. No time for delay, I'll do it my way. Kurupt, what up? I'ma drop 'til it's clear and these were beans And pies. Vietnam time, toss the C-notes. The magnificent magneto dippin' through, Comin' like ayy. Don't expect nothin' less, These gleam on the tray all night and all Day. It's the best in the 2001 SS. It's the Prince of the West. I ain't tryna do much, tryna do too much. I ain't even really trippin', just me, Snoopy, and Quicken. Someone like you with the biggest mouth Will put a dick in. Most of y'all malfunction Like faulty equipment. Shiftin', driftin', different, upliftin'. Kurupt, Young Gotti, just call me Palm Vitti with The skirts from Tahiti. Workin' at the mall with Young Roscoe. You foolin', hostile. I just tuck my Roscoe. The apostle's colossal. Can't go wrong, releasin' all my thoughts through Song. Just don't stop. Don't give a damn on the real, I say Just what I feel. Bounce them switches. No matter what you say, I'll Never stop, I bust all day. 'Cause I'ma bust all day, all night. No for delay, I'll do it my way. Yeah. Yes. One, two, fuck with my crew and we Won't stop poppin' 'til your body turn blue. Three, four, look at that whore with the fat Ass, but without the cash, hit the door. The reason that I'm here, Kurupt done bought the Beer. I'm a lush lookin' for the kush, lookin' For the bush to push and mush back. I'd hump the ho if she ain't been needin' A douche bad. No mustard up in the coochie With hair that's pushed back in a bun, lookin' Fun, gettin' silly with my celly from Philly. Brought to you by way of two buns. We smugglin' and out of the place are two Guns. Courtesy of Q-U-I, Dogg Pound collabos. We stab hoes in the bladder, actin' bad with The mad hoes. Yeah, we started this pussy shit. No shit. And these the motherfuckin' hoes we get? Come on. Can't go wrong, releasin' all my thoughts Through song. Don't give a damn on the real, I say Just what I feel. No matter what you say, I'll never stop, I bust all day. No time for delay, I'll do it my way. Can't go wrong, releasin' all my thoughts through Song. Don't give a damn on the real, I say Just what I feel. No matter what you say, I'll never stop, I bust all day. No time for delay, I'll do it my way. We're living in the space space age. All right, y'all, this a motherfuckin' public Service announcement from Mr. X to the motherfuckin' Z-Xhibit, my homeboy Kurupt. We're living space age. To all you half-ass Motherfuckers comin' around, pussy-ass niggas tryna See what's up with my homeboys and see what's Up with me, nigga, is he this, he that? Nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' killer, and it's like This, nigga. If had a dollar for every time You bitch-ass niggas came around and didn't do shit, I'd be a billionaire right now. Put up or shut up, motherfuckers. It's like this. It's on on sight.