Ya girl lacefront is crooked you need to fix that by Nigga Liu Kang Lyrics
[Producer Tag]
Nigga Liu Kang
[Verse]
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
And now the sorcerer’s stoned
Cut the mattress spells, welcome to the sorcerer's home
Yo this rap shit is easy, see
I’m like Eazy-E mixed with Fugees
Smoking blue dream with bleu cheese mixed together
I got blue balls but any man can handle any storm
While your girl got new balls deep up in her
Plenty man call me Mr. Stunta Man
Call me Mr. Mr. Gunna Man
With the nine-millimeter gun, I’m really gunnin’
When I really wanna man
My nigga really what do you mean?
I mean that I could see the unseen
But what can I see?
I can see right now that you niggas are really unclean
Work on your hygiene
I mean, come on dog, man, it’s just really one thing
And I remember one spring, my allergies really fucked me up
I couldn’t see from my eyes, yo
But I know that I flow so consistently
I be in the lab, where your sister be
Psyche, nah, your sister at your house
Tellin’ you how much she be missin’ me
I’m missin’ two or three hoes that be kissin’ me
This is just another one of my triumphant victories
And when you got kids, you better tell ‘em who the illest be
I’m the hitman, I’m the best there is
The best there was, and the best there ever will be
My nigga, suck my dick
Nigga Liu Kang
[Verse]
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone
And now the sorcerer’s stoned
Cut the mattress spells, welcome to the sorcerer's home
Yo this rap shit is easy, see
I’m like Eazy-E mixed with Fugees
Smoking blue dream with bleu cheese mixed together
I got blue balls but any man can handle any storm
While your girl got new balls deep up in her
Plenty man call me Mr. Stunta Man
Call me Mr. Mr. Gunna Man
With the nine-millimeter gun, I’m really gunnin’
When I really wanna man
My nigga really what do you mean?
I mean that I could see the unseen
But what can I see?
I can see right now that you niggas are really unclean
Work on your hygiene
I mean, come on dog, man, it’s just really one thing
And I remember one spring, my allergies really fucked me up
I couldn’t see from my eyes, yo
But I know that I flow so consistently
I be in the lab, where your sister be
Psyche, nah, your sister at your house
Tellin’ you how much she be missin’ me
I’m missin’ two or three hoes that be kissin’ me
This is just another one of my triumphant victories
And when you got kids, you better tell ‘em who the illest be
I’m the hitman, I’m the best there is
The best there was, and the best there ever will be
My nigga, suck my dick