chemtrails - eric bobo & stu bangas lyrics
[intro: vinnie paz]
yeah!
one*two!
pack pistol pazzy and all that!
bobo! hermano! que pasa hermano?
stu bangas! salute! uhh! look! yeah! yeah!
[verse 1: vinnie paz]
yeah! i never be affected by a thing (never!)
we talkin’ on two cans that’s connected by a string (stupid!)
this motherf*cker talkin’, i’m expectin’ him to sing (tekashi!)
i’m here with giuseppe, bada boom, bada bing
tread lightly if you movin’ by the king (i’m the king)
your pen mighty, i got shooters in a sling
no joke, i will crucify the king (yeah!)
low pose so i can do it by the wing (yeah!)
look! my money long and my money strong
why is y’all always mad at me ’cause your money wrong?
g check a motherf*cker, see how fast he go (fast he go)
that’s the magic bullet, that’s the grassy knoll
shorty greek and the glock is a european
the yoppa middle eastern, the yoppa is not korean
y’all could have had a whole day, i’m controllin’ the night
i put ten inside your frame like i’m bowlin’ a strike
[verse 2: rj payne]
facts! i roll up and write, it’s like a doberman bite
i got acid in either hand, it’s coca*cola or sprite
this whole show is over, you know my soldiers will fight
old school like motorola, i’m motorboatin’ your wife
payne! turn up or what? keep a burner to tuck
keep squeezin’ ’til my index finger’s turnin’ to dust (woo!)
my spot permanent, i’m determined as f*ck
schwarzenegger, my ruger german, see me burnin’ sh*t up
watch! fire rapidly, try your majesty
big hammer, sh*t look like it require batteries
the b*tches xing you, disrespect and you die dramatically
restore order, walk on water, defy gravity (yeah!)
flow so easy, my logo feed me
still pop up on cypress hill whenever bobo need me
stu bangas on the beat, here come my solo cd
beautiful payne volume 2, you bozos need me, motherf*cker
[verse 3: xzibit]
i self*medicate my pain
so when sh*t get rocky, x hit ’em like clubber lang
locomotivated like a train
smokin’ insane, my 12*gauge will stimulate your brain
you and me are not the same
what started as a solo artist has grown into a game (can you dig it?)
if you gon’ pull it let it bang
turn a loudmouth to a sh*t stain, catch a whiff, mane
another stu banga angle, let’s make some bad decisions
in an airplane, hangover, dope and half a million
poppin’ champagne bottles so high they touch the ceilin’
never once compromised my enterprise, i’m so appealin’
yeah! the reputation of a supervillain
amoxicilin in vaccination lines around the building
my n*gga bobo on the set
bobo fett, fly to budapest, money never rest
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