Insane Clown Posse - Who? Lyrics
Bring itCell block, twin gatsFull clip, foe foe, lil shank, bulletJeremy, psychopathic rydasNipples, tom dubAll up in that ***** assBubba dub, double aStepdirt, jump steady, billy bill, tom kMike e. clark, jason, dougiePsychopathic tell meWho got more hoes than us? (dont nobody)No, who rock more shows than us? (dont nobody)No, who got more bank than us? (dont nobody)No, who down with hoods in black trucks (*****in everybody)Back the ***** up cause yall aint got shitRepresentin the street killas my whole cliqueWhere the ***** we run hoes for all they lootAnd when my money aint right yoBelieve we down to shootEveryday what, different *****And at least once a month, my whole enterage switchHands down mutha*****as case closedPsychopathic rydas got all the hoesWho got more hoes than us? (dont nobody)No, who rock more shows than us? (dont nobody)No, who got more bank than us? (dont nobody)No, who down with hoods in black trucks (*****in everybody)Everybody thats downThat is me and full clip bring it to emOooh whos dat?Clip from the rydasDumpin out bystanders at the cops behind usOooh whos dat?Your mutha*****in killaPull out my nine and blast you in your grill, yeahOooh whos dat?The winner of breadPut your face on the curb and kick the back of your headOooh whos dat?Hatchet representin fool hood in a black truckRyda till I die thats whatI dont give a ***** how many caps they peel***** they crew and all they mutha*****in homeboys frontin like they realI got the hollow tip bullets for that teflon vestBlow a hole the size of hubcaps dead in your chestWe aint afraid to make the hammer go *****Just to erase a couple of wack mutha*****as off the blockLeave you layin in a pine box with roses from your crewPause for a second, check yourself, and ask whoWho got more hoes than us? (dont nobody)No, who rock more shows than us? (dont nobody)No, who got more bank than us? (dont nobody)No, who down with hoods in black trucks (*****in everybody)You saw the showSay I didnt rock itIma jab a stick in your eye socketIm through tryin to prove myself all the timeIm the mutha*****in shit bottom line***** dis tryin to impress yallIll wear a half shirt and walk a fat ***** through the mallShit I dont pick and choose my freaksIll ***** a crackhead with warts on her butt cheeksAnd Id still be the shit like that*****in yokozuna aint livin this fat baby whatAint nobody bad like us25 drunk ryda dawgs in the tour busWho down with hoods in black trucks? (*****in everybody)
