Unpredictable - Tank
[C-Murder:]
Say twins you know how we go do a f_cking show
Get that b_tch rowdy how crazy they be acting out there
N_ggas can't control theirself be like uh
They call me C-Murder and I got TRU tagged on my motherf_cking back
Ever since I started rapping all my real ass n_ggas come and follow my lead
Got my balls and my word n_gga ask Young Bleed
We come do a show in your motherf_cking city
They call me the baddest cause No Limit act sh_tty
Beats By The Pound make them ignant ass beats
When a n_gga like me bring the sh_t to the streets
Because the ghetto is my home n_gga I'm ghetto raised
I'm unpredictable ask the n_gga with the braids
My motherf_cking music be jumping out of record stores
N_gga where's your proof motherf_cker check billboards
To all my tank dogs that's bout it
Then throw off your set and get this motherf_cker rowdy
[Chorus:]
We be No Limit n_ggas and we bout it
We come to a club and get the motherf_cker rowdy [x2]
[Kane & Abel:]
6 shots of hennesey I'm feeling right in this b_tch
Hit the dash flow off Mike start a fight in this b_tch
I got the crowd jumping gangstafied sh_t pumping
Tell that b_tch and that hoe I'm trying to do something
I cracked the optimal open in the middle of the club
Don't give a f_ck about the popos n_ggas smoke some bud
Let's go half on a 40 sack show me some love
I stucked a pistol in the club for them wannabe thugs
TRU n_ggas smoke dank all the way to the bank
All the hustlers picks the baddest so love to bank
Kane & Abel kick b_tt knuckle up don't give a f_ck
We bout it and I'm gon' get this motherf_cker rowdy
[Chorus x2]
[Fiend:]
I was dropped from the clouds above given a gat and some slugs
Killing whatever bugs that ain't a soldier does
For the love of drugs half of my paper go to bud
Ebonic you speaking in the club uh n_gga what
Everytime I buzz the tank does when I it
With the type of skills to knock a baller off his pivot
I admit it I'm one of the baddest that ever lived
You ain't seen nothing wait till I'm full of that sh_t
Take a pull of that sh_t
And you can meet the pieces
My ironic thesis first heard on a player's leases
Lyrical adhesives making these n_ggas meet Jesus
I guess we just got them to pieces like greases
To my tweakers it's a piece of dope you was needing
My vocals got wannabe slugs bleeding
It's believing get you tore up by my shotty
Fiendzotie forever bout it staying rowdy
[Chorus x3]
[C-Murder: talking]
Yeah another example of that gangsta sh_t
C-Murder in this b_tch Kane & Abel the F. I. Fiend
Sh_t just another motherf_cking day another dollar
Get it right cause we bout it peace
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