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echō unltd. - so what you want (aka whutcha want) lyrics

echō unltd. ft. ran reed + “so what you want (aka whutcha want)”
[emcee(s): ran reed]
[producer(s): nick wiz]
[sample 1 (multiple elements): stevie wonder + “creepin’” (0:01)]
[sample 2 (drums): detroit emeralds + “you’re gettin’ a little too smart” (0:02)]

[bridge: sample]
“so what you want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what” (x2)

[verse 1: ran reed]
now i hunt ducks like elmer did to bugs
my impact just like .45 slugs (pow, pow!)
leaving potholes in your brain like salt does
to streets, (nonstop) i rock, rock b+tter beats
see, i’m a coaster coasting in great sp+ce
burning blunts with gary gnu, watching kung fu
at the temple with david carradine
or sleeping with some thick b+tch named sarafine
now sara was a fiend when it came to the p+n+s (uh huh)
might have been the baddest (what’s up?) but wasn’t the cleanest
will she ever burn me? h+ll no, i stay strapped
hardcore, all you heard was “pat+pat+pat+pat”
ass+cheeks smacking on my thigh muscles
ran reed known for scheming up the fly hustles. back up
i’m too smooth when it comes to the groove, i pop
sh+t ‘cause i always show and prove (show and prove). when
a blunt is in my range, my mood change, i get quiet
yet capable of setting off a f+cking riot
i heard you man’s tape, i wouldn’t buy it. wack+ass
n+gga, you need to put your head on a diet (why?)
it’s too fat, overweight. your b+tch
keep beeping, but i’ma make the rover wait—ruff, ruff
like mine rough, i take bites out of chunks. it’s ran reed
(it’s ran reed), i shake rumps (i shake rumps)
[hook: ran reed and (sample)]
(“so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) ayyo, i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something”)

[verse 2: ran reed]
f+ck with
this and get dissed like fred did lamont
or esther—(who’s that?)—she played this ugly+ass song
like meth, tell me: what do n+ggas want? can there be
an ass+whooping? they didn’t learn from the last whooping?
my flow is raw, leaving brain cells sore. who the
f+ck you gonna call when i break your jaw? n+ggas
think they’re hitting hard, but their rapping don’t. when i
catch you at a show, i’ma slap you, son (slap you, son)
it’s ran reed, motherf+cker. recognize me
bringing pain to any mortal brain that cross me
nick with the beats, putting n+ggas on a flight. hold your
hats, boys and girls. oh my god, she’s white (oh sh+t)
putting brothers in shock every time we rock, kicking
down your f+cking door, ain’t no need for us to knock
so when i come, bite your tongue, put it to a chill
and cease, son, ‘less you want some venom in your grill+piece
[hook: ran reed and (sample)]
(“so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) ayyo, i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something”)

[verse 3: ran reed]
poisonous like a box of red. ayyo, kid
f+ck around with this, ain’t no doubt you’ll get sl!cked, so buy hope
by ran reed—n+gga, can you spell it?
i represent the raw smoke—n+gga, can you smell it?
burning down the house with my sidekick lord, chopping
heads with my mental sword, so press record
see, kids, you’ll get plastered with the ill styles that
i mastered. shouts to my man, tha phat b+st+rd
pudgee pudge getting wreck on the reg’. when you blow
watch the b+tches fiend for your third leg
when my sh+t drops, prepare for an explosion
like a gram of coke, i’ll leave your brain frozen. call me “the
chosen” (uh huh) like eddie murph’ in the golden child
what you really to do is send your olden style
back to the lab so you can re+up. while i’m
rising, n+ggas falling, and they can’t see up. wack
n+ggas? they laid from the venom i slayed
find yourself another trade ‘cause you got played
[hook: ran reed and (sample)]
(“so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something. so what you”)
(“want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga.”) ayyo, i’m packing deadly
venom (“and ain’t afraid to bust something”)

[outro: sample]
“so what you want?” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want?” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“and ain’t afraid to bust something” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want?” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want?” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“and ain’t afraid to bust something” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want?” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want?” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“and ain’t afraid to bust something” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“and ain’t afraid to bust something” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want, n+gga? you won’t, n+gga” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“and ain’t afraid to bust something” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“so what you want?” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”
“and ain’t afraid to bust something” + sample from method man on the notorious b.i.g. ft. method man + “the what”

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