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- Reggie Noble
- Raymond Ransom
- Edward Irons
 
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Das Efx - Rap Scholar lyrics
Yeah, yeah, who it is son?
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 (Check it out)
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
 Check it out, everybody, everybody
 Yeah, yeah
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 (Check it out)
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
 Check it out
 Aiyyo, my dogs hold heat control the whole street
 And when it's time to bust they don't get cold feet
 You know it's me 'cause some say the boat rocker
 Big Mac not the whopper peace to Big Poppa
 The show stopper, like Salt-N-Pepa, rhyme wrecka
 Friggidy front on this, I won't letcha
 I better catch ya, stiggidy straight out the blue
 Diggidy Das EFX, Redman, comin' through
 We biggidy bubblin', like some bubbly, lovely
 But what trouble be, findin' me, kid he cover me
 I represent my ground, so yo, what up now?
 Non-believers hatin', what the fuck now?
 Buck town kid, you can get struck down for that shit
 The mack spit, accurate, make your back split
 Sewer rats get a lotta, cheese like ricotta
 The three man team, the rap scholars
 New York, everybody, Cali, everybody, c'mon
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
 Check it out everybody, everybody
 D.C., everybody, overseas, everybody, c'mon
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
 Check it out
 Aiyyo, it's the rap scholar, hot around the collar
 Pack a blaka-blaka, since I was a toddler
 Drama, the nine-seven nigga Madonna
 Reptile texture be the blood of an iguana
 Sick, dick about nine inch thick
 I make a fo'-twenty Benz-o look like a six
 First of the month I got the bundles for the wickDas Efx - Rap Scholar - http://motolyrics.com/das-efx/rap-scholar-lyrics.html
 My hands big as a catcher's mitt when I brick
 Sucker MC's who did not learn
 If you don't this time, from coast to coast
 I'm ' The Dark Ranger', call me Don Punanna
 So hot, my chewing gum flavor's enchiladas
 You can tell, I don't give a fuck
 Deliver the cold to the place that shiver the erictor
 Fuck you and the ship you came on
 While you sit around bitchin' I get my bangs on
 East coast, everybody, West coast, everybody, c'mon
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
 Check it out
 Up North, everybody, down South, everybody, c'mon
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
 Check it out
 Biggidy-Bingo, bangle, bust how the slang go
 Change up the angle, now who wanna tango?
 Click-clack, get back, Dunn, let me rip that
 Spit that, flip that, shit to push your wig back
 You showboatin', get your whole frame broken
 Found floatin', somewhere in Hoboken
 No jokin', jump out the Benz bubble
 Pull out the pound and bust a round in your huddle
 Spent a lot of ghetto days learnin' ghetto ways
 Learn the ins and outs of ghetto trades still searchin' for a better way
 Niggidy-never stress it though, keep it come and go
 Trust me if it's runnin' low, my mic still the gunner yo
 Facin' towards what's mine, so throw your hands in the air
 'Cause of the rhyme, auto-nine, up against your spine
 Blow your spot up, ' cause yo, I gotta get this ricotta
 The three man team, the rap scholars
 New York, everybody, Cali, everybody, c'mon
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler
 Check it out
 D.C., everybody; overseas, everybody, c'mon
 It's the rap scholar here to make a dollar
 Try an' follow guaranteed to make ya holler









