Kool Keith - Operation Extortion Lyrics
Ima cancel all the studios, ima find you in new yorkYou *****ed it up for everybodyWhen I see you ima punch you in your *****in faceYou and that other faggot ass nigga that rap witchuIma catch you (? ) ensoniq or platinum factoryI know you be in *****in chung kingIma search around mother*****in d&d[kool keith]***** you nigga, criticizin my shit, talkin behind my backYouse a weak nigga, dont speak nigga, face the triggerWhat you know about my shit?Why you reviewin it, why you ratin it? you *****in hatin itBackpack ass nigga, how you figure?***** a cypher, I get live on your favorite ass corny ass niggazIm a survivor, no village ass shitMother*****ers walkin around tryin to be bob marley and lenny kravitzThat scarf shit around everybodys head is for faggotsGet on stage I throw lettuce and cabbageYou *****in with bad habitsRun up on you like 10 puerto ricans gettin out a *****in chevroletI dont play, ***** your bodyguard big raeI chop your hands off and throw your *****in fingers in the ashtrayDead-end, no backup, comin down to one-wayChorus: kool keithOperation.. extortion (4x)[kool keith]Why you curse so much nigga? ***** you, duck youLoadin this mother*****in tec up, theres a lot of things I must doClick up, shut the ***** up, bukka, bukka, bukkaFake-ass cast, counterfeit *****-assIma see how long that choreographer dance shit lastMake you take the cds out the shelfCome to your record release party, show you some shitAnd make you piss on yourselfNo guest list, I better get past thisType of mother*****er to wait outside the clubFor your black dumb-asses, ima have a contestSee which *****-ass nigga get in they car the fastestStrongarm your bodyguards with armed freebase smokers in a stolen dodgePour gasoline down your shirt in the car garageYo black burn this niggaWatch how kentucky fried I turn this niggaWatch you sizzle like a well done (? ) frankThats what you get for *****in with hankGive all your *****in credit cards, niggaz with ski masksTook your mink coats at chemical bankVisa america take this shit fill up the gas tankI told yall I was gon slap that mother*****erAnd baseball bat that mother*****erYour man with his bullshit mixtape ran out hot 97 like a suckerIma send a crackhead that needs money badAt least to get one of you mother*****ersYou owe me for damageI know a dominican thats ready to stab your *****in managerCatch a homicide and catch a greyhound bus out to canadaChorus
