We Got More

Mammy zammy damn there's nothin to me

But when they rock us in the streets we say "Ooo we"

You see the freak in the beat she do me

I hit that mitty bitty wit the sticky ooo we gooy

I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe

I got more soul in my style

Then they will ever know

I got more rhythm than I'll ever need to show

We got them groceries bro

Yo Luniz let go.

I got the flow so let the Luni man take over

Get deep into my hold

If ya lost, then picture gold

I heard styles that others stole

But it's no original flow

Like the Luniz an the man wit the nose.

Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11

Ghetto heavy, could climb wit mo "Good Times" than James Devin

Glock wars

Meanin you critize Tupac for

Homies in the hood, we strap Rugers an "We Got More".

Didn't ya know

Our brothas got more

So check the new flow

'Cause here we go-e-o-we-oh.

Look how we throw

A lil sumpthin to roll to

Hold you, from the O-we-O-we-O.

I got that Voodoo runnin through my veins

Quit

Suppressed yes

Crazy no

Not insane

I smoothie through the menu then I make my order

I got that dominate gene

So if ya 'noid hide yo daughter

The love ya givin is based on what I do for you

For the right amount of money you probably let me ??? you

I like to glide up in it, but I got my pride

Ain't no whore

Don't second guess yo man 'cause he got more.

Studio gangstas want to battle, well let's battle

I blasted

They plastic ass get put under ground wit the fragments.

Snaggle tooth rhymers wit no flavor

Save a gang a neighbors

Then move away so they won't be called haters.

Captain Save-A-Hoe

Up-up an away ya go