Scream On Em Lyrics

Ahhhhhhhhh

Homie it's hard not to kill niggas
Its like a full time job not to pull out the steel
And shove it in your grill
Young california got that mass appeal
I summons the hood to get up in your ass foreal
Knock out flow winky write jab foreal
And all you niggas pussy need mass and kill
See im the gun cocker,one shotta lift em off the ground chop em down like a cantalope
My flow the antidote
Sick flow
Its so muthafuckin 6-4
Your bitch know hop in the back when you see swizz hoe
Diss that all you niggas get up off my dick soo
I can cook crack on the track and watch it make slow
Cocaine my flow fire call it propane
Every nigga know game
5 shots no pain
And that's the reason why im shittin on you niggas
Check me in the looney bin im sikka then you niggas

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

This is that disrespectful mutha fuckin west coast
Hip hop death blow swiss beats lets go

Ahhhhhhhhhhh

This is that disrespectful mutha fuckin west coast
Hip hop death blow swiss beats lets go

Where im from i seen the most stand up niggas lay down
Where skinny niggas make buff niggas victims of tht trey pound
N gang bangers is the sharp shooters we don't need no roof top
Jus knock his ass down and take the money out his tube sock
West coast niggas is back on the map
If only for now until the next time my body attract
From the first clap i heard rap
Now watch the earth crack
Bring the hearse back
And take a lyrical dirt nap
I roll with the hardest niggas
Make money with the smartest niggas
I aint got time for you fuckin artist niggas
You better shut your trap before you become a target nigga
Yall army brats im the muthafuckin sergeant nigga
Beauty pageant ass niggas on the runwayThe Game - Scream On Em - http://motolyrics.com/the-game/scream-on-em-lyrics.html
Boyz in the hood till they see tht nigga in the red hyundia
Blow his fuckin back out
'cause im the rap stackhouse
Black wallstreet bitch the hip hop crack house. what!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

This is that disrespectful mutha fuckin west coast
Hip hop death blow swiss beats lets go

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

This is that disrespectful mutha fuckin west coast
Hip hop death blow swiss beats lets go

My flow opposite of handsome it's ugly hip hop tantrum
Its sick call this shyt cancer
One man show 'cause i fucked all the dancers
Let the critics ask questions my album b the answer
These niggas let the rumors
Sit in they head like tumors
So i had to take em back tooth brush on the pumas
Clean
Mean
Rapping machine
Red rag hanging low in the back my jeans
I black out like february
Back i was necesary
07 bugatti with jimmy iovine secretary
I run in the building
Don't make me run in the building
No this aint the first time i had my gun in a building
Walkin past officers i see my son in the building
Last album on the wall im number one in the building
They should build me a office up under the building
My elevator goin down i am done in the building
Nigga

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh

This is that disrespectful mutha fuckin west coast
Hip hop death blow swiss beats lets go

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh

This is that disrespectful mutha fuckin west coast
Hip hop death blow swiss beats lets go