Wona Get Some, I Got Some

HC mutha fuckin P nigga

Hypnotized mutha fuckin Mindz bitch

For you mutha fuckin rinky dink records up out there

Ya'll know who ya'll is, there's a bunch of you mutha fucka's

DJ Paul and Juicy J wannabe ass niggas

T-Rock rock that shit fo these

Keep it comin' love, keep it comin' love

Don't stop it now, don't stop it, no no

Don't stop it now, don't stop it.

Keep it comin' love, keep it comin'

[Verse 1: T-Rock]

My house of representitives, be A town assassins

That'll cause a riot in any shape form or fashion

Run up in your grill, when attention who we blastin'

Now woo now we presidental thing, cause you was flashin'

We some alcoholic niggas, we cause depression'

A-tech in this mobb, niggas mashin' for cashin'

Amazed what we see the crooked police harassin'

All because we makin' cheddar other clicks are lackin'

Down for the cause, where you haters wanna brawl

Got my back against the wall, Hypnotized Camp I call

We some treal figgas', drug heal niggas, makin' (?) quicker

Livin' in the world where it's hard not to kill niggas

Enemies is layin', unless they hold in tight them brain cells

Sacraficein' every chick that they can make, because of fame

mama

Clean till I'm gone, like I'm ridin on