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Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Stimme und Gesang
Ice Cube
Ice Cube
Stimme und Gesang
Killer Mike
Killer Mike
Stimme und Gesang
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O'Shea Jackson
O'Shea Jackson
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Michael Render
Michael Render
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Trevor G Smith Jr
Trevor G Smith Jr
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Shon Adams
Shon Adams
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The Almighty E-A-SKI
The Almighty E-A-SKI
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All you hos (all you hos) You know (you know how it go), it's my ego Yeah (my ego's the cheat code) My hero was a Nigga With an Attitude, leader of a Lench Mob Bought me a '6-4 just to watch it Crip hop Told the teacher, "I'ma grow up, make hardcore hip-hop" And bitch, I did it, big bank made big knots Little nigga 'bout his bankroll, fuck stank hoes Three days straight, I was trappin' in the same clothes Fuck gold, nigga rather pay for the studio Bought the golds and the Vogues and the lows and the pros Bought the pounds and the rounds and the house and the hos I'm talking real player shit like my man Too $hort And back to the motherfucking basics Nigga keep a .4-4 on 'em, 'cause you're too two-faced Goddammit, I am it, I'm so dynamic This guy, goddammit, spit fire, cause damage I refuse to be moved by these new school antics That's it, I'm the shit, bitch, this shit jammin' (ya know) They know it's my ego All you hos (all you hos), you know (you know how it go) It's my ego (yeah, my ego's the cheat code) Before I Crip walk it out, I'm the one he talkin' 'bout Knock you out, wake you up, break you up, chalk you out Ain't no checking in, bitches, just checking out One nigga soak it in, one nigga stressin' out Go the hunnid route, by the haunted house Like Boyz n the Hood, the nigga wanted out Homie, let him out, then we skirted out South Central, bitch, fuck what you heard about Lollipops get molly-whopped (molly-whopped) You're probably opp, so your ass will probably drop My ego's the cheat code (yeah) Think twice before you go beast mode Nigga kill a demon in a hurry (in a hurry) You the goat, I make curry Bitch, Steph Curry will bury (will bury) Them threes like Tom, Dick, and Harry Leave them colonizers in the cemetery now They know it's my ego All you hos (all you hos), you know (you know how it go) It's my ego (yeah, my ego's the cheat code) Yo And as a young wild nigga that was moving and that was lit out A young Busta that was buggin', tryna figure shit out Got my name from Chuck D, and I was hype like, "What's the drilly?" Then came the birth of Leaders of the New, fucking up Spectrum City Yeah, and I remember to this day Cube and N.W.A. was beefin', the group was in a disarray Stayed at the stu' on school nights late, lookin' forward to a spankin' Couldn't believe who pulled up to 510 South Franklin P.E. headquarters, thinking 'bout Turks and Caicos Chuck and Hank pulled up with Cube, while a nigga lookin' like Thanos They know what was about to happen like they had Dracos In their hip line curating and strategizing AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted and he haunted MCs and walked with machetes I never seen this act of hunger from rappers platinum already Thank you, Cube, I got my foot up on the clutch While shifting the gear, I learned how to win while not giving a fuck, nigga They know it's my ego All you hos (all you hos), you know (you know how it go) It's my ego (yeah, my ego's the cheat code, and we about to reload) It's my ego All you hos (all you hos), you know (you know how it go) It's my ego (yeah, my ego's the cheat code, and we about to reload)
Writer(s): Trevor Smith, O'shea Jackson, Michael Santigo Render, Shon L Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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