S.i.m.o.nsays Lyrics

S.i.m.o.nsays lyrics

*(Yukmouth)*



Regime Life nigga!!

What!

Speak on it!

Tech 9!(Tech 9!)

Uh.

Phats Boss (Phats Boss)

Gonzoe
(Gonzoe)

L.Q. nigga (L.Q.)!



Chorus *(Phats Bossi)*



Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!

First nigga act up, first nigga
gettin drugged out!

Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!

First
nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!



Verse 1
*(Yukmouth)*



Balla position

Regime niggas fuck all'a ya
women draped up in linen

I spit this fly shit since I was 5 years old 

on some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh shit

toss ya bitch, keep it top secret,
lock it

Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they pockets

bitches jock it

we ridin Benz's, ya'll still drivin 50 rockets

nigga don't knock it

but you need to stop it

top notch shit

I used to cop bricks

rock it up an chop like La-Bobbitt

pushin
the 5 whip through the projects til the led 9 spits

nigga you rhyme sick,
but you could never fuck around wit my shit

my click my crew nigga

that hard time shit

criminal minded, posted on the grind shit

that cone silencer for one time shit

turnin, pounds into ashes

drinkin Cristal from the bottle

fuck ya glasses

smokin
Black-N-Milds to the plastic

the last trial was kinda drastic

limo
driver got his ass kicked, tryin to sue us

BUT YOU LOST YOU FUCKIN
BASTARD!

I'm A-1 Yola juss like the package

delivered in triple
wrappin

niggas get blasted an put in a casket

ashes to ashes an
dust to dust, when they fuck wit Yuk

plus I got my own record label

SO WHAT THE FUCK IS UP!



Verse 2 *(Phats Bossi)*



When things is usual we pop Christy

an stack them Bentley's

ya
pockets empty prete