SCREAM ON 'EM FEAT.Swizz Beatz

You really want this to happen? (Swizz Beatz) GAME TIME! Homie, it's hard not to kill niggaz It's like The Four Tops, y'all not to pull out the steel and shove it in your grille Young California got the mass appeal, our summer is the hood, get up in your ass fo' real Knock-out flow, winky white jab fo' real, and all you niggaz pussy, need mass and kill See I'm the gun-cocker, one-shotter, lift em off the ground, chop em down Like a cantelope, my flow's the antidote, sick flo', it's so muthaf*ckin' Six-fo', you bitch know hop in the back, when you see Swizz, ho! Dis dat, all you niggaz get up off my dicks so, I can cook crack on the track and watch it mix slow Cocaine, my flow fire, call it propane Every nigga know Game, five shots, no pain And that's the reason why I'm shittin' on you niggaz Shack me in your looneybin, I'm sicka than you niggaz This is DAT DISRESPECTFUL MUTHAF*CKIN' WEST COAST HIP-HOP DEATH BLOW, SWIZZ BEATZ LET'S GO! This is DAT DISRESPECTFUL MUTHAF*CKIN' WEST COAST HIP-HOP DEATH BLOW, SWIZZ BEATZ LET'S GO! Where I'm from, I seen the most amped up niggaz lay down Where skinny niggaz make buff niggaz victimes of that Trey pound And gangbangers is the sharp shooters, we don't need no roof-tops just knock you ass down And take the money out ya tube-stock West Coast niggaz is back on the map It's only for now and till the next time I body a track From the first clap, I heard rap and watch the earth crack Bring the hearse back and take a lyrical dirt in there I roll with the hardest niggaz, make money with the smartest niggaz I aint got time for you f*ckin' artist niggaz You betta shed your track before you become the target nigga Y'all are army brads, I'm the muthaf*ckin' Sergeant nigga Beauty Pageant ass niggaz on the runway Boyz in the Hood till they see that nigga in that red Hyundai Blow it f*ckin' back out, cuz I'm the rob stack house Black Wall Street Bitch, the Hip-Hop crack house What! This is DAT DISRESPECTFUL MUTHAF*CKIN' WEST COAST HIP-HOP DEATH BLOW, SWIZZ BEATZ LET'S GO! This is DAT DISRESPECTFUL MUTHAF*CKIN' WEST COAST HIP-HOP DEATH BLOW, SWIZZ BEATZ LET'S GO! My flow opposite of handsome, it's ugly Hip-Hop tension -sick- call the shit cancer One man show cuz I f*cked all the dancers Let the critics ass questions, my album be da answer These niggaz left the room sittin' in here like tumors so I had to take em back Toothbrush on the Puma's - clean - mean - rappin' machine - Red rag hangin' low in the back of my jeans I black out like February, back out if necessary '07 Boo Gotti, when Jimmy lovine secretary I'm runnin' the building, don't make me run in-the-building No, this aint the first time I had my gun in the building Walkin' past offices, I see my son in the building Last album on the wall, I'm #1 in the building They should build me an office up under the building My elevator goin' down, I aint done in the building, nigga! This is DAT DISRESPECTFUL MUTHAF*CKIN' WEST COAST HIP-HOP DEATH BLOW, SWIZZ BEATZ LET'S GO! This is DAT DISRESPECTFUL MUTHAF*CKIN' WEST COAST HIP-HOP DEATH BLOW, SWIZZ BEATZ LET'S GO!