Yeah, Stong Arm Steady
One gang, four guns, how the West was won, lets go
Jump if you really want it (jump)
Youll catch one in yo stomach (yeah!)
When you see the Steady comin {*blam*}
Yall better bewaaaaaaare of us
Loudmouths is always talkin (talkin)
When we come they keep on walkin (walkin)
But my dogs aint only barkin (woof!)
Yall better bewaaaaaaare of us
Im eatin chicken wings, mm, its like chicken feed
Mm, Im at the feedhouse smokin all this chickens weed
Huh, youre hardly hard, this suckers soft as volleyball
Cold Chillin like my name was +Big Daddy+ +Marley Marl+
Youre not a star at all, no, youre just a sidekick, yeh
Runnin the outside lickin shit and ridin dicks
Real niggaz start cliques, start shit we spark clips
The macll make your door lift and leave me with a sore wrist
You should be impressed, yeh, its like my first impression
I pull representer, exposition in a session
Im in the Expedition, expose a dark dimension
Your girl used to suck dick du-ring detention
You got dumped, she came up by spittin
out nuts of every homey comin home from prison
Yeah the fake chicks get dick the Ferragamo fake fits
I keep they drawers drenched, no drawers, fake tits
This the last call, total recall, my pimpin flowin like Niagara Falls
So you can Phil Da Agony yall
Yeah you get beat to the punch, rap monsters eat you for lunch
And feed you to the beat that you want
Fear keep knockin fake fans sent to no one
Fuck them niggaz run from me I dont owe em
Why do things for free, you dont know em
These niggazll load up the heat, they dont throw em
Hooks stay floatin in my mind, I design em like
architects workin online, Im on the incline
Lamp like the heavyweight champ, it took 3 months of trainin
While its rainin take your brain through boot camp
Fair facts, Nike Air Max, Im back blunted
Yeah that them niggaz hear that and dont want it
Triple trick niggaz get sick to they stomach
Strong Arm Steady ready act like you want it - BITCH!
Every day above ground is a good day
My wordplay only contain what the hood say
Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light
My overhand rightll violate your civil rights
We get bars, big cars, cigars
12 gauge salute to your face to face God
Icon, marathon mack, where the bitches at?
Raise it back, steady game, came with a gang of gats
I hit your pressure points, we jack the motherlode
Expose your motives like a CSI episode
Output maximum level, dig deep down in the dirt
with diligence and dance with the devil, yeah
Cause you dont know me homey, I keep the banger on me
It wasnt my aim, it came with the territory
Feet planted firm in the turf, plant you six feet deep in the earth
Gettin slumped while the ammo dump, fucker
Bewaaaaaaare of us
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