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Get My Rap On
Let a wigga from the Westside S.V.S.C.
Mash the beat 'til it's soft n' mushy
'Cuz I don't stop rappin' no I just can't quit
I wouldn't stop flowin' if I got sea sick
We get, we hit, baby freak it
I love to hit the house party when the week ends
In Adidas fit and kicks, Lil' T hat
Not them other fools but I'm "cool like that"
They say Lil' T got crazy game
And everywhere I go, people know my name
East, West, South, and in the North
Be it in an Old School or Super Sport
'Cuz I be the O.G., D-O-G, Lil' T
You must be blind if you can't see me
Not that you can't see me but I just won't let ya
And your girl's all up on me that's why she won't sweat ya
I don't want to wet ya, dry your eyes
Transformer, busta in disguise
I know you got your girl 'cuz you told her lies
Now your girl wants me I see it in her eyes
I'll make your girl scream things like "Oh, my God!"
Spell it frontwards or backwards I'm still the dog
I ain't tryin' to start beef, I don't feel the need
To crack your head open and watch you bleed
'Cuz all I wanna do is get my rap on
But these punk lil' bustas try to make me get my strap on
Get my scrap on, on your front lawn
Start the pimp slappin', that's what'll happen
But all I wanna do is get my rap on
But these punk lil' bustas try to make me get my strap on
Get my scrap on, on your front lawn
Start the pimp slappin', that's what'll happen
Listen to fools that biggie babble when we battle
Can't handle all the pressure and your nerves are gettin' rattled
Little punk, you must be blind 'cuz you can't see me
Youngsta, try to step to an O.G.
It ain't easy.... You wanna be me
But there can only be one Lil' T
And that be me, the wigga down from the start
I think I'll call you Tin-man 'cuz you got no fuckin' heart, mark
Lil' pranksta, wannabe ganksta
Jack you for your kicks, your cash, your car, and I'll thank ya
Don't try to front keep this in mind
I can stop your rhyme short on a dime
Or nickel, or penny, whatever you got
'Cuz your rhyme is ice cold and my rhyme is too hot for you
Caliente..oh nah, cuidado
'Cuz the type of shit I spit won't let me be a role model
The L - the I - the L - the T - the P - the I - the M - the P
Ask your lady she knows me (laugh)
With enough clout to knock you out ---
Enough props to get around like 2Pac
To the Uh, tick tock it don't stop
So if you wanna play the fool, step to me it's cool
'Cuz I can always take your motha fuckin' ass to school
Chorus
Now what I despise is you tellin' them lies
Sayin' you're a mack and you got much size
When your dick's 'bout as thick as my baby toe, that's what I heard from your ho
When I fucked her on your bedroom floor
Ain't that some shit, the shit you can't relate to
The shit you playa hate to, the shit you sealed your fate to (uhh)
There ain't no stoppin me
The L-I-L Lil' T, rappin' to my true O.G.'s
Oh please, what's that, you say you don't believe me
Then go down to S.C. and they'll give you what you need
At ease to the Gz that's steadily got my back
Ain't no dirty macks, just fools that's down to rat-tat-tat (like that)
What's that you say you want a title bout
Then come and step to me and in turn I'll knock you out
Lights out, turn out the lights, because your party's over
Watch this bomb go off like a super, Super Nova
So bright you lose your sight and you can't see jack
I'll lay my healin' hands up on you and I'll give your vision back
(Who dat!)
There ain't no stoppin me
The L-I-L Lil' T, comin from the L.A. streets
(True dat!)
There ain't no stoppin me
So give some love to me and give some love to my family
Chorus
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