Further - Madlib, Guilty Simpson

Check it, yo

Crooked corrupt criminal (Uh!) crime boss

Thug nigga

You know how we ride out

Shelterin' Gs, eyes open

Oh, you hard now?

(Huh!)

I laugh at that

I must be on Punk’d, where Ashton at?

(Huh?)

Step up in the party with a plastic gat

Glock that I carry for the grab n' snatch

Shine like a gym, untied Timbs

Bad bitch pullin' on my limbs (Yeah!)

Tellin' all her friends «It's him!»

(Yeah!)

Feelin' like a Don (Yeah!)

Grab her by the hand and get a quickie in the John (Yup)

(What you seein' here is certified---)

We raise hell and make bail

And put illegal products on weight-scales (You know I---)

Place a few phone calls and make sales

I pray to God my lifestyle escapes Hell (Ni-gga)

Stonefaced

Runnin' my affairs at my own pace till my bankroll straight

I want the motherfuckin' icing and the whole cake

Just a crooked-ass nigga tryna' go straight

Get ya pistols

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Launch your missiles

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Settle your issues

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I got a feelin' somebody’s gonna die tonight

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Get ya pistols

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Launch your missiles

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Settle your issues

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I got a feelin' somebody’s gonna die tonight

(Go, yeah! Go, yeah!)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

(Huh?)

(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)

(Aaaaaaaah! Ha-ha-ha-ha!)

You want lyrics?

Try these fam

You a joke like «Black man, White man and--- (Brrrrrrrr!) man»

In fact you--- «White man and Chinese man» (I'm Chinese!)

In fact you--- «White man and Chinese man»

In fact you more like them «Knock-knock» shits

Your Timbs '98, you’re not that sick

Spit venom on the--- «Not that sick»

Spit venom on the--- «Not that sick»

You never wanted to work in a studio

Why you wanna kick it?

I don’t wanna hang out when I

If I can’t kick it, I can’t kick it

,, there’s life