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wc and the maad circle - curb servin' lyrics

[intro: mack 10]
uhh, give it up!

[verse one: w.c.]
creep, creep, creeping up on ya
from the blind side, fool i’ma put them on ya (uhh!)
back in the pezzack, to record on deck
the whole thirty six ounces is hitting, n-gga check it
get down, get down, with the real mcs
would not to step the f-ck up now (never!)
how many n-ggas must i k!ll?
play hardcore before i start tossing tapes out the window
one, two, three million mcs, everybody is claiming gs
n-gga please, you’re more like super chicken
cause half of y’all is scarier than bonnie on eddie griffin
while you’re tripping
talk the talk, walk the walk
matter of fact, break yourself on perpetrating
you’re on violation
pump them pump them, pump them pump them
here i come, get out the water
f-ck around and get your punk -ss slaughtered (punk!)
order in the courtroom, order in the court (what?)
will the defendant please rise for the sentence
out here by curity streets
i’m charging all y’all n-ggas if he had the first degree (b-tch!)
see for too long, i done stood on the sidewalk
and watched n-ggas blow the f-ck up like the hawk?? (f-ck that!)
so don’t say sh-t to me, turn your -ss over for the toss
so i can break that punk -ss off, i’m curb serving

[chorus:]
break them off something
now, it’s popping like the firecracker, n-gga
i’ll break you off something proper
keep it up rocking, gots to make my profit
break them off something
now, it’s popping like the firecracker, n-gga
i’ll break you off something proper
so what you need, what you need motherf-cker?
break them off something

[verse two: w.c.]
now what’s up n-gga, i got them double-ups cracking
serving all these fake -ss radical poor black n-ggas (all y’all)
y’all be k!lling them softly, talking that talk g (bullsh-t)
n-gga where was you around the time of the peace treaty?
i’ma be one of the first out shooting
when it comes time for this so-called revolution
so you n-ggas need to quit (quit)
and play like el melvin in the blue notes, miss me with that sh-t (bullsh-t)
not just sagging, waving them off flagging
f-ck bill clinton, i’m still packing; ak-47 and smitty-14s
cause guns rule everything around me
f-ck the cream, never would i, would’ve or could’ve put it to rest
cause these little n-ggas be out just to get a rep
look brrrr stick them, down another victim (what?)
better came to me, a n-gga should’ve had his pistol (f-ck him!)
crib, hawk, talk, ready to bust
cause now what remains is at the dust
may y’all say it’s a black thing, but sh-t i’m with it
but you better tell them little n-ggas on my block that sh-t
got the hood harder than hard, cars drive-by got me sweating
double checking, grab the neck and.. (what?)
increase the peace; f-ck that! increase the heat (why?)
cause one of us down, it’s either him or me
i’m curb serving

[chorus:]

[verse three: w.c.]
tan datta dan dan taan, here i come (what?)
here i come (come!) that’s the thump from the.. lyrical
ex-criminal; getting physical over instrumental
tell me; where you’re gonna go, where y’all gonna hide? (nowhere)
when i get to dumping on this vocal drive-by?
sh-t! i’m sending n-ggas in this pazzums
after that, i’ll stretch some rappers like the middle b-lls on phantasm
i’m coming at them, smacking them, steady tagging them
like the cold sets and gorge your adam’s apple
ain’t no escaping; this junkie lyricist is c-cking this ripping
just when i finish you should be like goat sheep
run charlie run! – f-ck what you’re saying
the maad circle n-ggas ain’t playing (west side!!)
uhh.. i’m tearing n-ggas new -ss holes
f-cking up the party as if it was put you on the little rascals
i’m taking it back to the streets (why?)
cause n-ggas that done gone hollywood on dub-c..
must see the money, just making me clown (what?)
cause like rolls royce motherf-ckers is going down (i’m going down)
so like patreich now i’m watching their spots
setting up shots with jams like this, and ?? the game mean not
so if you ever get the ?? of that pure run c-ck
my sh-t is guaranteed to get you f-cked up!
dub-c, i’m curb serving

[chorus:]

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