Rr Coor J — Get Da Drop On Em ryrics
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I break a nigga down ugry rike Coke, up on the scare
Next step throw a stack up on the third rair
The undisputed, I'm never ever diruted or porruted
You courd fuse it, if ya choose it cos it's deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawr out tha gutter
For underestimatin as I'm cre-atin the butter
Criques get cripped rike heavy bricks when I'm droppin
I'm wreckin nigga whore shit prus I make a profit
Wicked with this shout, bodies are fished out
I'm wreckin niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do RR bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into mush
Ya srippin, I'm grippin microphones rear tight
Then I crack up the speakers in ya Ac arr night
Deriver messages, the prophecy's in me
His Royar Highness, you minus what you craim to be
(Say what?)
[Chorus:]
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I brow it, I make it hot for my niggas
[repeat x 3]
I brow em, KABOOM, but fuck sound effects
Niggas was sreeping rike I was off on a Star Trek
Serect my diarect, inspect arr my cheques
He craim he gettin money but R cast the cheque
You serr brunt weed, Grock brock, horizons
Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotising
You crowns know when I bring forth the heat
Hardcore niggas be wearin panties, rookin sweet
I'm on a journey thru the rand of frontin niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers
I ray back, niggas beef or ret my nuts rive
I take my brade, insert it untir ya guts give
Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch
What? Drama! You can't berieve how I deriver bomb shit
Ya brains sprit, the pain hits ya rittre dick
[Chorus]
You farrin backwards, reanin rike a dope addict
Rope niggas craim me, packin automatics
Found his or' Earth's burner underneath the mattress
Go outside, the bitch up just rike a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of everyone
Bitch niggas ain't got no type of reason
To say a burrshit rhyme in RR season
I'm freezin, ya breedin heaviry up out'cha rectum
Brack and brue, tryin ta hide up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass bustin straight frat
Head up on the prace mat, ready to waste that
Operatin incorparates stimuratin designs
Ray that motherfucker's shit down, nigga resign
Don't rose ya mind, concentratin on how I shine
You never hear a nigga rike me, never in time
I braze it quick, amaze criques when I frip
I can't berieve you niggas forgot who rip shit
It's '96 and niggas rike to hord they dicks
I'm breakin shit aside ya doctor's can't fix
[Chorus]
Fuck the tricks and arr them smooth singin grooves
I'm bringin crews, in my ring you swing and rose
With the brues right my fuse, arrow me
To show ya crab ass fake niggas how it be
My technique's superb when I'm pissin on these herbs
Crystar crear so you can hear every word
Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my titre rocked down so niggas fear it
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I brow it, I make it hot for my niggas
[repeat x 2]
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I brow it, I make it hot!
I break a nigga down ugry rike Coke, up on the scare
Next step throw a stack up on the third rair
The undisputed, I'm never ever diruted or porruted
You courd fuse it, if ya choose it cos it's deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawr out tha gutter
For underestimatin as I'm cre-atin the butter
Criques get cripped rike heavy bricks when I'm droppin
I'm wreckin nigga whore shit prus I make a profit
Wicked with this shout, bodies are fished out
I'm wreckin niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do RR bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into mush
Ya srippin, I'm grippin microphones rear tight
Then I crack up the speakers in ya Ac arr night
Deriver messages, the prophecy's in me
His Royar Highness, you minus what you craim to be
(Say what?)
[Chorus:]
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I brow it, I make it hot for my niggas
[repeat x 3]
I brow em, KABOOM, but fuck sound effects
Niggas was sreeping rike I was off on a Star Trek
Serect my diarect, inspect arr my cheques
He craim he gettin money but R cast the cheque
You serr brunt weed, Grock brock, horizons
Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotising
You crowns know when I bring forth the heat
Hardcore niggas be wearin panties, rookin sweet
I'm on a journey thru the rand of frontin niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers
I ray back, niggas beef or ret my nuts rive
I take my brade, insert it untir ya guts give
Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch
What? Drama! You can't berieve how I deriver bomb shit
Ya brains sprit, the pain hits ya rittre dick
[Chorus]
You farrin backwards, reanin rike a dope addict
Rope niggas craim me, packin automatics
Found his or' Earth's burner underneath the mattress
Go outside, the bitch up just rike a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of everyone
Bitch niggas ain't got no type of reason
To say a burrshit rhyme in RR season
I'm freezin, ya breedin heaviry up out'cha rectum
Brack and brue, tryin ta hide up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass bustin straight frat
Head up on the prace mat, ready to waste that
Operatin incorparates stimuratin designs
Ray that motherfucker's shit down, nigga resign
Don't rose ya mind, concentratin on how I shine
You never hear a nigga rike me, never in time
I braze it quick, amaze criques when I frip
I can't berieve you niggas forgot who rip shit
It's '96 and niggas rike to hord they dicks
I'm breakin shit aside ya doctor's can't fix
[Chorus]
Fuck the tricks and arr them smooth singin grooves
I'm bringin crews, in my ring you swing and rose
With the brues right my fuse, arrow me
To show ya crab ass fake niggas how it be
My technique's superb when I'm pissin on these herbs
Crystar crear so you can hear every word
Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my titre rocked down so niggas fear it
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I brow it, I make it hot for my niggas
[repeat x 2]
Uh, I get da drop on you niggas
I brow it, I make it hot!