"Rolling 200 Deep XII" lyrics

[Locksmith:]
Wake up! We gots the greedy ops Seekin' plots fightin' each other for TV spots
See who drops now that y'all floppin' like seeing dots
See me lock around the head of my haters like DiBiase
Put his ass to sleep, my lyrics impact the street
Ghettos tryin' to kill me and build me before Master P
Richmond, California, the home of the master key
And I'm the locksmith, there'll never be another after me

[Big T:]
I'm the best to ever do what I said
You don't like it? Better do something about it
Tetris, hit your block, we making moves all around it
It's a chance of showers with my eyes mostly clouded
All these duck tales got Mr. Scrooge comin' at 'em
Oh no! Mr. T, I got bullet comin' at 'em
I'll show 'em how the Moulin Rouge comin' at 'em
Exposin' 'em, I'm havin' a lot of tools comin' at 'em
Or blows at 'em, then there's a bunch of cheese comin' at 'em

[Saigon:]
My money, my money long like my ding-a-ling length
Whip a nigga head with this orangutan strength
You can't hear me spittin' then say that it ain't a gift
Been rockin' with Kay Slay since y'all was rockin' K-Swiss
Listen you bitch, get out of pocket
I pull this pocket rocket out of my pocket
Get to poppin' it at your noggin
If you survive it I'ma be right there when a nigga recover
Run down on a sucker and give him a knuckle
Motherfucker

[Sha Queen:]
Salute the queen, see these chicks born hoes
Mossberg Pinocchio, suck on this long nose
Kill bitches with the flows, they don't want to cross roads
And set it off like Cleo with the cornrows
You can get the bullets free but I hide the shells
I don't do nothing with them, they all 69 and tell
The cartel been gettin' the clientele
These bitches Smurfs, they just wanna gargle Mel
(Barker!)

[Peter Gunz:]
You callin' cops, I call it crock
You shoot an opp but not a cop (Uh uh)
You niggas worse than my BM up in my DM
It's crazy when I seein' you pussy, you oughta stop
'Cause if you ever see a nigga smokin' Cory pack
You see his fuckin' brains in his daughter lap
You see the fuckin' brains on a blank
Sincerely, Gunz Senior, Big Pank

[King Bless:]
I'm the don of politickin' invested
But don't get it twisted, I'm not the nigga to mess with
It's hollow tips and it's Wessons (Facts!)
I hear niggas talkin' but none of them niggas impressive
Black Barbie with me, I'm in the tropics gettin' molested
And y'all keep gossiping with your jaw
When you niggas move it's highly probable you the law
And that macho shit is a fraud
Calling every nigga with a bag big bro
Stop gobbling niggas' balls (King!)

[Corporal AK:]
Slay told 'em watch your lips or get it ripped off
The irony, I wet your shirt to take your drip off
Got an on and off switch, I advise you, leave that bitch off
Pissing on your grave will have your family pissed off
Pussy you can't survive in these fuckin' ditches
When being laid on your back, that's a fuck position
Bullets ejaculate your soul and protection is missin'
Now if you can't stomach that then abort the mission

[Molecules (The Legion):]
OK it's been alleged that I sold marijuana
My pops from St. Thomas and I grew up with the trauma
Big man cues, you know they call me Molla Holla
My team gettin' money, your team livin' in squalor
And we hail from The Bronx, we be the bombers
You know you can't mess with the gods so why bother?
Meanwhile, I'm the man in my town
You a goofy-ass nigga, you's a motherfuckin' clown

[Chucky Smash (The Legion):]
Hey yo, activation, Legion smash on the patterns
Teeny tiny, wear my beanie like Aladdin
The dragon, I'm combined with a lotus
Slay hit us up, I'm honored, hocus pocus
Shazam, a king like Kay Slay with one arm
Lined up nice, two hundred, drop the bomb (Come on!)
Pull out the Desert, y'all not ready
The Bronx Bombers of New York like Rock Steady

[Diceman (The Legion):]
Yo stop frontin' like you splittin' atoms
When my flow surround sounds then it rocks around Saturn
The rotten apple poisoned Eve, turned on Adam
Yo, Smash and Mollzy, watch how we get at 'em
They tried to trace it, they couldn't copy the pattern
The closest them clowns got to balls is throwin' up in taverns
My data's never laggin', I saw the vacancy
Showin' no hesitation, I rush with no latency

[D.V. Alias Khryst:]
The originators, Brownsville regulators, the innovators
Generators to the flows you stole
And so hey, man, we had to put the game on froze
You know that street grimy hustle, Pyrex on stove shit?
The raps ain't controllin' all you niggas that make hits
We ain't back, we been here like fuckin' a porn bitch
Chain snatched your image when I took you out of it
Nicer than who you claim, that's a lot, acknowledge it

[Nutso:]
Yeah! Salute The Drama King, he put me on his album
Stunt a magazine, yeah, he know I let the llama ring
Street Sweeper radio, I caught a couple bodies (Facts!)
After the show, homicide waitin' in the lobby
Nutso the Queens legend, streets certified
Who want drama? Y'all don't wanna meet me outside (outside)
I quit drinkin' and druggin', man, I had to level up
Bought a house and a beat machine and now my money up

[Waterbed Kev:]
Yeah I be stranglin' MCs on the mic
I be doin' the freaky things that I like
Precise when I'm on the mic I get hype
Raise thoughts, don't think long, a million dollar boy
I've been rockin' the grace since the motherfuckin' altar boy
And them whispers told here in my ear
I'm hip hop, I was born not to fear
For old school, new school cats, never that

[Torae:]
I'm on some Coney Isle killin' shit
Kay Slay called, got to killin' shit
Ride like I'm fresh out the dealership
Pop up on some two wheeler shit
Dudes on they menstruum now, ain't nobody militant
Heard your new shit, I ain't feelin' it
You can get got talkin' 'bout how you gettin' it (Pow!)
Where your ceiling went, move this dope shit like I'm dealin' it
Two hundred deep and we posted up outside your tenement

[Mickey Factz:]
If I'm raisin' the bar it's on the roof now
River flow but it's greasy, Mickey made 'em a new Nile
I'm in the booth now, alcohol will be cooking
When she ain't lookin come view what I brew, yo
I'm uncanny takin' vows, I abuse styles
Too foul, four more to go, I'm tryin' to move crowds
No cap, you talk off the top, deadly as Cool L
Your chick a slut, she with the coke, I heard she blew trial