Moor Gang

[QUOTE] "I was the undisputed leader then. I carried the whole goddamn outfit on my back like it was my own newborn son. But I guess deep down, I knew we could never win." [HOOK (x2)] B-A-Y-B Moor Gang Four chains, war games We whore dames, whores came with horns And that came straight from Jorge Poor thing, high self-esteem But we more vain Guess it's just a Moor thang, huh? [Nacho Picasso] I got an odd flow One that the gods quote I got a long stroke Right down your broad's throat High octane NOS up the nostrils Dirty roscoes Tossed out of Tahoes To Lake Tahoe to talk with the cabo Listening to the O'Jay's in O.J.'s Bronco Moor Gang movement, we move like the Mongols Guerillas in the mist, take a left at the Congo Put me in the sleeper, won't loosen up my stronghold Take the case to triall, I'mma beat the bitch like bongos You went the wrong way, capish compadre? I'm a giant, Goliath, Andre Dirty clothes, washing money like laundray And DeAndre will kidnap your madre I'm up early, eye boogers, the bad breath Open up the blinds, +Blue Sky Black Death+ [HOOK (x2)] [Jarv Dee] B-A-Y-B Moor Gang How could you ignore game You're a no-go to her but to her we are a sure thang Square biz for you but to us she does that war thang Ask you for space but chop me down up on the moon, man Yes I'm that Kid, Cudi All up in the pussy but I'm looking for the money Push her out the van, she hit the floor running Tell her bring it back cause the bear needs honey Tell her serve it up cause the staircase funny I'mma tell her make it rain if the forecast sunny She can do it all, sit, stand or crawl Ain't nothing that she won't do for me She said money make her cum but I said this game gon' make you run And if your friends want to join, then pass the baton This relay needs to be won Got a pack of them Flo Jo's In a two-door with Nacho They three deep in my backseat Where the room for your main honcho, huh I'm popping p's telling them get my pesos pronto Upgraded to a truck and sell 'em out the back like they tacos I'll put your dame up in the rain I'm that cold Put her on the track and never go back, Marion Jones [HOOK (x2)] [Nacho Picasso] The gods don't favor you, they hate me too But homey, I'mma pray for you I be swagged out constantly, smokin' like Constantine SB's, Levi's, tats and a concert tee Ain't no one the boss of me That's my philosophy Even in an X-hat Ain't nobody crossin' me I'm smokin' awesome green, mouth full of Boston Beans ??? a fiend, head full of rotten things All the drugs I've abused and I'm still not amused Put in a bullet in a muse and refused all they views Got a chip on my shoulder and something to prove Life's a bitch, I'm a loner with nothing to lose Takin' girls by the two, so I don't have to choose Big butts and boobs, blunts and booze Watching Ninja Turtles II: Secret of the Ooze With my Steven Urkel frames and my custom-made shoes [HOOK (x2)]