Hoc N Pucky

Yo, plea-plea, plea-plea, please listen to my demo
I got a flow that goes, aint nobody droppin no lyrics
****** they fear me because I represent Jah
Yo when you hear this you better pump it in your car
Blah blah blah blah blah blah-weee, yo
My momma told me that these ****** tried to rob her at the liquor sto
Check me out, HOOO, RAHHHH, ahh
Check me out, uhh, check me out
HUHHHH, what you want, ahh
Yo check me out, check it out
UHH, check ahh
(Why does it have to be so damn)
MON-STAHH IS RAW~! TO...
Rough enough to crush a *****s tree trunks
Aww my man, no time to think what she wants
Ill be damned, Stan, remember we ran
Eveywhere, God damnit I said we ran
Across streets... bzzzzzzzzzzzzzt
There go my pager blowin up with the bill thats obese
What did your momma see, {?}, fat-ass
Really, shouldve, left your ass, in there
Its a mosh, lets torture my ******
OOOOH, God damnit I said OOOOH
Do you know the things that I can do to you?
I can make you cry like your momma do
And for the wild, my style, is monumental
As my flow, is ****in up, instrumentals
I leave it superbad cause I know he know
Take it easy, they dont they dont (they dont)
They dont they dont
They dont - they dont they dont (they dont)
They dont they dont
They dont - they dont
They - they - they - they - they...