"I'm Loco" lyrics
Clinton Sparks & Busta Rhymes Lyrics
(feat. 50 Cent)
(Oh no!) look you crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
(Oh no!) look you crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
Lemme geh you niggas fight music, one time (and let me set it off)
N make you wanna fight to it, light luid
Me and my niggas run a tight unit, bring
To c you niggas running right through it
Ginsu it and got my bitches gettin in to it
Drippin and sweating lookin like they bin through it
Do it! Making you wanna drink jin to it (make em strip)
And wanna come up out they skin to it
Sip to it, do my fuckin thing to it
Bringin whateva I feel I wanna bring to it
Cling to it, and make you niggas wanna swing to it
God on my back and spread my fuckin wings to it (come on)
Big plans puttin my mans on, boss nigga rap, very fuckin hands on
Style to it, run a thousand miles to it
Act a fuckin fool and make you wanna wild to it
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
Clap to it, niggas know how to act to it
Rap niggas be gettin they shit crack to it
Act stupid and makin my niggas react to it
Blaze it jus to keep em commin back to it
Fine tune it (turn it up) blow your mind to it
Rock shit and break your motherfuckin spine to it (HA!)
Roll a dice til it spit precise to it, c the crib I bet
U wanna know the price to it, so much cake
I cut my own slice through it, hungry niggas a come and
Take your ice to it, sing to it, make your head spin to it
Best shit and then let the ruckers begin to it
Get to it, so raw you wanna shit to it, spit to
And make my people wanna flip to it (trip to it!)
Weaker niggas slip to it, and make sure I always keep
My people hip to it, sick to and if there's traffic my niggas a dip
Through it, if shit is hot niggas is quick to whip to it
Rest to it I ain't even do my best to it
Blow the spot and left the shit up in a mess to it
(Wooo) we got you niggs gettin bent to it (do it)
Shit that you'all niggas should not attemp to it
Put a dent to it (come on!) and do exactly what
We meant to it (n so on), it's Flipmode bitch
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know yow, I'm loco)
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know yow, I'm loco)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
(Oh no!) look you crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
Lemme geh you niggas fight music, one time (and let me set it off)
N make you wanna fight to it, light luid
Me and my niggas run a tight unit, bring
To c you niggas running right through it
Ginsu it and got my bitches gettin in to it
Drippin and sweating lookin like they bin through it
Do it! Making you wanna drink jin to it (make em strip)
And wanna come up out they skin to it
Sip to it, do my fuckin thing to it
Bringin whateva I feel I wanna bring to it
Cling to it, and make you niggas wanna swing to it
God on my back and spread my fuckin wings to it (come on)
Big plans puttin my mans on, boss nigga rap, very fuckin hands on
Style to it, run a thousand miles to it
Act a fuckin fool and make you wanna wild to it
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know, yow I'm loco)
Clap to it, niggas know how to act to it
Rap niggas be gettin they shit crack to it
Act stupid and makin my niggas react to it
Blaze it jus to keep em commin back to it
Fine tune it (turn it up) blow your mind to it
Rock shit and break your motherfuckin spine to it (HA!)
Roll a dice til it spit precise to it, c the crib I bet
U wanna know the price to it, so much cake
I cut my own slice through it, hungry niggas a come and
Take your ice to it, sing to it, make your head spin to it
Best shit and then let the ruckers begin to it
Get to it, so raw you wanna shit to it, spit to
And make my people wanna flip to it (trip to it!)
Weaker niggas slip to it, and make sure I always keep
My people hip to it, sick to and if there's traffic my niggas a dip
Through it, if shit is hot niggas is quick to whip to it
Rest to it I ain't even do my best to it
Blow the spot and left the shit up in a mess to it
(Wooo) we got you niggs gettin bent to it (do it)
Shit that you'all niggas should not attemp to it
Put a dent to it (come on!) and do exactly what
We meant to it (n so on), it's Flipmode bitch
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know yow, I'm loco)
(Oh no) look who crept in with tha (fo fo)
20 inch rims sittin on (low pros)
Eastside westside niggas (know yow, I'm loco)
