lirik lagu heltah skeltah - clans, posses, crews and kliks
[rock] aiyyo son (yo) aiyyo come downstairs son (what?)
[batty bwoy] -sshole, -sshole, -sshole!
[rock] there’s like six b-tch–ss n-gg-z on the corner son
(aiyyo word?) these n-gg-z is rappin, kickin raps n sh-t
can’t tell these n-gg-z they ain’t hype
they punk smoove bullsh-t, just meet me downstairs son
i’ma set it on these n-gg-z son
[ruck] yo i’ma be right there man, i’m gettin dressed now
[rock] these n-gg-z have no idea son, check it check it
verse one: rock, ruck
and one time for your mind, one time for the snitch droppin dime
me don’t wanna hear you whine when my nine’s to your spine
glock diss, rocky, mountain, energy’s from my
fountain of youth runnin through my brain pounded
so don’t be found in my clutches
if you don’t who sparsky is, then you don’t know who dutch is
don’t get snuffed kid, we cause ruckus
and rock mad domes while we at it who’s the first up
to see blackness like the universe
f-ck that, n-gg-z better start runnin for shelter
live and direct with a nine tenth that’s that n-gg- from heltah skeltah
word em up i murder ducks who never heard of ruck plus
my mind ills on rhyme skills with the nine that i buck (blahhh)
girls demand me, mad b-tches i slam the
microphone you hand me till the judge remand me (what)
can we, get along like rodney, and rock please
put these n-gg-z in they proper place cause you c-cky
i, be the drama bringer wringer of a n-gg-z neck
wrecker of a set i buck shots with a steel tec
wussy, where’s all them suckers talkin tracks bout they rnrin
(they heard us comin and turned to track stars, check it)
i be, never sloppy, i be rotc
i rock heads from bedrock to yugoslav-ia
robbin you and your crew blind yeah we do crimes
find that absolut’s fine, or in to behind
now you whine, but yo stop the blood clot cryin
like screwface, i in the mood to bash your eyes in
devils does know who i am, madman from heltah skeltah
mr. flipster, rock, grandson of sam
as the world turns in my search for tomorrow
i seek the god in life, for some insight
freaky like a golden shower when my golden bowels
hit instrumentals get influential like colin powell, now
f-ck the world, stick my d-ck in the dirt
pull tunes on spooks who claim i ain’t cool like levert
expert when i network my lyrics like a rebel
vexed cause the devil never take me to that next level
it’s never humble in asphault jungles
when you slang rocks and ricans in back deal with bundles
some may wonder, the evil these two men do, torment you
lyrical landlord, your f-ckin rent due
chorus:
clans, posses, crews and kliks
all y’all b-tch n-gg-z can suck my d-ck
kliks, posses, crews and clans
can’t none of y’all n-gg-z f-ck with me and my man
verse two: rock, ruck
aiyyo, one’s for the, shots i pop
two’s for the anti-real snakes i fought and dropped
three’s for the irrational ruck, b-tch!
i be rock and the four’s for hip-hop cause with this sh-t we rip shop
ask me how foul i am, mannn you know d-mn well
it was me that hit your b-tch up in my man’s van
too plexed your grand-pops then like corn i pop sh-t
you can’t flush, f-ckin with us you’re smacked with hock spit
who dare square with rock me i break you
tree times worse dan a b-mba claat earthquake do
heltah skeltah is hectic hit the deck then step
if you wanna hear your neck click
see this center, but really play no basketball
i do my shootin with a motherf-ckin mac you fall
to the floor, ogc hit up everything that come through the door
recognize heltah skeltah mean war
so what’s the reason for the treason, punk you wanna die
my mind crucify those who try to defy
god cipher devine drop bombs on the blind
in the mood to get rude with the lyrics instead of my nine (hah)
now i (what) want a n-gg- to come with hand skills
man chill, might end up in a landfill
stand still, n-gg- you know the position
glocks clickin from n-gg-z who ain’t got pots to p-ss in
plus i get hyped when my mic strikes windpipes
me and rock is this tight (there’ll never be no fist fights)
you’re lip punks when my fifth smokes the rich folks
who sniff c-ke, now your b-tch broke ain’t no misquote
i just spoke, wicked ways with words of wisdom
like cyclops i spot fly shots with i’ll vision
similar to none son so it f-ckin seem
savages get sewn the f-ck up with shots to they spleen
chorus: repeat 4x
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