Hypnotize

Aiyyo, dot dot dot who is it the prime wizard

Erykah Badu-izm smoker, vocal chord woof choker

Now who block is this?

(Yo yo yo, no no, chill chill, nah nah, hold up homie)

We takin' over



Gimme your girl, gimme your keys to your four do'

Explorer Yo Lu-Nile, crack their composure

(We decompose your crowd)

We layin' down tighter than plaques

When I blast I wild like them two bitches from Baps



Yo, the Hong Kong Fooey, human tornado like Rudy

Turning your bomb-ba-zee into doobies

Platinum overseas like the Fugees, Japanese

Germany groupies, mooshi mooshi, sniffin' lines



Off each other's booty love the Luniz

I went from smokin' dubs to QP's

Make hits for thugs that bankin' hoopies

And aimin' uzis, at who dirty mackin' my loochie

Come clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi



Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers

And wonder the cause, 'cuz big dope had his balls

Got small methamphetimes with colors to be Cray-ola

Took the drunkest O-A and let the X take shit over



No need to get juiced 'cause it's the anti-depressant

Smile now but trip later and put your hand out for the present

Lay down for fifteen so your body can feel rest

Kick your feet up and start makin' beats on your chest and think



Sex, money, drugs, music

Lies, these are the things that keep niggaz

I was hypnotized, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out

I'd like to, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out



Sex, money, drugs, music

Lies, these are the things that keep niggaz

I was hypnotized, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out

I'd like to, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out



Sex, money, drugs, music

Lies, these are the things that keep niggaz

I was hypnotized, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out

I'd like to, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out



Ah ah, I smoke Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Saturdayh

Two lay ya blunt, players with cream

If I die my spirit will jump inside machines



Runnin' niggaz over like Christine

(Sorry)

I mix the green with the last piece of hashish, ass-burning

Hoes in my black mink, your baby momma lovin' my backseat

Freak nasty got me slappin' the ass cheeks of Blackstreet



So high, I'm so high I feel like I'm wearin' a disguise

Superman type of, with Kryptonite eyes

Not knowin' I'm trippin', I walks out to my vehic'

Buckle up for safety on my way to get some cheap shit



I'm out the parkin' lot, sideways on two wheels

Vision is double, trouble to me is bein' real

Listen to my big block bill cause in the town that's a earful

Shares and mo' shares, swang if it's good



Now how I get dollars, I be the rap artist blue collar

School scholars on knowledge to move dollars

I do gotta motion chirp, like Impalas

For niggaz who rock Timbs, Gortex, or new Walla's



You're facin', the Cochise of operation

And if you ain't tastin' you should steady observations

Doctor/patient, leavin' mics with laceratons

Love to stay bent with my doggs rollin' adjacent

(Woof)



And when they bark they turn your sunny days to dark

You play the back like Rosa Parks when the arc sparks

I bang rawly, do you orally

My horny sounds will pound more heavy than E-40



Sex, money, drugs, music

Lies, these are the things that keep niggaz

I was hypnotized, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out

I'd like to, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out



I'm gettin' money y'all, I'm gettin' money, nigga

Bend your back like Long Isle Iced Teas with five liquors

Knew about the cheddar since I took my child picture

SDial 900-Do-Away-With-All-Snitches



Stop complaining, the game is for entertainment

What is it when niggaz heads gettin covered with blankets?

It's just a one-eight-seven on your motherfuckin' crew

I'll have your brains doin' donuts like you in a rental



Flip fools with credentials, nasty like havin' sex with kinfolk

Blaze high, then smoke



Drunk-a-Lot, stays on top, that's why we roll

Two and two, four deep makes a crew

Red Yuk and Num with the sidekick Hennesey

Fuzzy, wuzza, fuzzy, little friend of me



Hitters on the payroll, secure because we practice

Pure ass-kick cures for who's acting drastic

Drank and buddha blast, callin' shots on Motorolas

One step shy, so I'ma drank until it's over



Kick this for the fake Versace wearin' fake Donna Karan Mossino

Players we know, ain't no gambino

Peons be watchin too much Casino

Wannabe Nino Brown with the uzi

But clown you more like Downtown Judy



Niggaz can't fool me, I love the way you ball outta control

In your rhyme, then see you in person without a dime

But I'm global, with Reggie Noble man blazin'

Dive in a crowd like Method Man and Van Halen



Sex, money, drugs, music

Lies, these are the things that keep niggaz

I was hypnotized, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out

I'd like to, I'd like to break it down down

Cold turn the party out