Prodigy - Keep It Thoro (9th Wonder Remix) Lyrics
sinister laughter] oh y'all niggas killer now, oh word catch you comin out your *****in crib nigga yeah, catch a *****in bullet nigga [Prodigy] Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills Peel on Ducati's and other four wheels Write a book full of medicine and generate mills Tour the album, only for more sales We used to catch those on the block with crills Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills Sign dems only if the math is real If you can't match numbers then you can't have the Head Nigga In Charge And shit, live nigga rhymes artist Pardon, P dub shines regardless Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeists My advice, 'fore you get like that, is think twice 'fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it Loose niggas make the news when we start formin' Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform often Doin it past yo' delf you way out your jurisdiction Why niggas bullshit on the grill I don't ***** around dunny, it's most real I Keep It Thorough nigga Yo let me back off on 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo Why niggas bullshit on the grill I don't ***** around dunny, it's most real I gave birth to your whole style and feel How do it feel, to hold my dick in public ***** blower, duplicate rap cloner It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove Rhymes *****y, crazy ill, mad rowdy Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtie Tempermental, I snap quick, very touchy Ayo my attitude is all *****ed up and real shitty I rap like no one out there can ***** wit me You feel different, niggas see me I throw a TV at you crazy, *****es say P you crazy A +Pain in Da Ass+, nah but +***** you, Pay me+ I'm no shorty, nigga I stop your glory I'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me Avoid P, man take your baby mom's advice I'm nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price When you see me in the streets soldier, salute me You just a groupie, oh you gangsta, then shoot me Who gives a ***** really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill me So I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavens You rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy ass And I don't give a ***** what you sold, that shit is trash Bang this, cuz I gurantee that you bought it Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus I Keep It Thorough nigga
