Check It Out

Aaah ha ha ha (Check this out!)
Wooh! Check it out (Check this out)
Aaaah yeah (Check this out)
Ya just dont stop, kid ya just dont stop (Check this out )
Yeah ya just dont stop, word up
Aaah yeah!
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Check it out yall (Check it check it out, dun)
Verse 1: Dray, Books
Check this out, yo, yo
Well check it out its the incredible, never edible, unforgettable
dweller from the cellar kickin terror cos Im terrible
See I be schoolin em, foolin em when Im speakin it
Peepin it cos yall be keepin it, look how Im freakin it
I gotcha tinglin, tinglin and minglin
Border way to go, the radio they got my single in
They rockin this , aint no toppin this when Im droppin this
style that I can buy cos yo I rhyme like a rhinoceros
My skill is illy, silly when I work it
Quick to flip the lip and rip a nigga out the circuit
So step wit it, can ya get wit it when Im flexin it
Takin out these quick cos my nigga Books is next on it
I know youre not set, check it, youre wonderin where the heck Ive
been
Chillin stupid, cos there aint no dooper who got wrecker than
the Boogie Banger, it could be danger so back, tootz
Cos were guys but niggas wanna revise they rap books
What up kid? I can sell you rugged with the hip-hoppin
Throw it, like to see me from my nuts until my dick top
What a bummer, it seem to be no MC can get dumber than
Me one other, two niggas from the
sewer, my shit is new without the *?bagnesia?*
Cos G, I bes the man from here to Indonesia
Aah yeah, you heard me, see Im just another dirty dick
Drastically, casually I puff the erb to get zone like the Senate, so
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Verse 2: Dray, Books
Here I come so nigga dont be hatchin it, Im snatchin it, niggas
odose
when I catch this
Niggas in the dark, I spark at them like I was matches
I set up quicker, kick a verse with no distortion
I suggest MCs proceed with some caution
I hip, tip, grippin tit because there aint no
way Im gonna lift when I erupt like a volcano
Im acid, my crew is massive, youre soft like jello
Im gettin props, a habit like Abbott & Costello
When I flaunt this, niggas want this, theyll be usin
a squeegee when Im bitchin cos bitch Im comin to get your ass
Comin to getcha its the D-Bats so nigga think back to the way I
bring
this
or brung that, I swung that, now look at the way Im swingin this
just like my name was Joe DiMaggio
and hell Dray! My 12 guage spit shells like pizaggio
We can get it on and my word is bond and fuck who you be G
Your crew is easy just like Sunday mornin when Im yawnin so
Its no sense in you losin what you got kid
Cos G I be doin the mic like Mr .T be doin the chopsticks
Ya gets done like no matter where ya from, jack
for fun, Im nailin rappers like a thumb tack
Im sortve spliffed so I dont think niggas order it
Plus Im the typeyou might not like to leave your daughter with
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(Check this out) (x9)
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