Cyco-Lic-No (Bitch Azz N****z) [feat. Mr. Malik]

Back in your ass with a twenty sack.straight up, dogg pound gangstas in Effect for the 9-5 y'know? we been havin a little confrontation with a lot Of motherfuckers out there and, but y'know they just can't do the thangs That we seem to do.and the things that we seem to do is make platinum Hits! straight u, motherfuckers can't even fade me. N-n-now who the hell wanna phase me? To make me act a complete fool lately It's been cruel, my mentality plus don't helps me cope With no smoke, i'm depressed and easily to provoke .45's and nines I'm heated, me and kurupt puffin on a berry all day Repeatedly and immediately in the days we stoned and phased In the back of the truck lies a gauge, be any buster Acting brave, maybe I can see what no other rapper assault With my skills to murder em all And can't be friendly when you know I'm after ya Got the heart to balst at'cha, matter-of-fact To capture those who don't belong be on the strong Gots to pack up and jet, booty rappers don't have long Now can I get a witness? my riches attract women wit' class That nigga daz is about to mash all over da cash Blast to dash, me in the getaway car now Known rap stars turn to outlaws, wanted for the murder Of rudi??? fuck y'all, dogg pound gangsta click To represent dogg pound to the fullest cos i'm Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz So when you see the d-o-double g, sleep creep low I see through you but you can't see me I see through you oh so clearly Repeat 1/2 N-n-now ya escapade and ya (? beltin rave?), masqueradin Around town like ya paid, so where's the stack? Attract the wrong eyes to the buick out back Now I'm a dump until I feel I made ya lungs collapse The assembly for dismemberin when I'm strapped Off hennessey I blast that ass to tennessee and back Who's that? i'm hopin I'm about to bust this fool's back open I'm laid back scopin, but don't open The three main ingredients to the plot Some weed; my nigga d-a-z; and some heat cocked I just concoct the schemes, the perfect team We take gettin paid to the extreme, it seems that I'm a Bring a little more than the drama, come dash Two litres and daz down to mash cos i'm Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz So when you see the d-o-double g, sleep creep low I see through you but you can't see me I see through you oh so clearly Repeat 1/2 Now that I open my eyes to no surprise to these imitations But I keep my mind disguised when in elevation No hesitation, the ground beneath my crack o'sacks (? rib behind my back and then I bring ya blue?) Bring the blacks straps front-to-black So what you want with that? It comes with a ticket for you till they stone flat Hos say that "i like your cyco-azz, trigger fast nigga So when I see you rub my head to flow that's how the shit go" Shit hit the fan goddamn, kill or see killed, it never phase me Topics flow on regular cos topic happen daily Now what amaze me? was poppin on down my hat And now I come strapped with some of these thunder raps Like this, uncut then I get uncocked I (? paralese?) for some reason that keeps gettin a lot Now put this on some of that and put that to a stop But you can put that on me Because I sold the ki to the beef And as you can see never early, ya late, collaborate professional need Now peep as I drop bombs on ya moms like songs When I'm rainin no pain, no gain when I'm maintainin This lyrical explosion and my nigga daz on react With this track got'cha open, poetical graffiti Hershey gotta pound for ya town and delete to the needy Lyrics to test drugs like p-c-p And I ain't lie till I die d-p-g-c and I stay Cyco-lic-no-bitch-azz-niggaz So when you see the d-o-double g, sleep creep low I see through you but you can't see me I see through you oh so clearly Repeat 1/2 You murderer, you murderer Murderer Repeat x 3 (Daz) That's what I'm sayin y'know? still puttin it down like we suppose to.every Day, all day, it don't stop and it don't quit, so pack up your shh and bail Outta dime.ha ha!