The Dove Shack - Freestyle Lyrics

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Yeah, my mind get complex like sex
Nigga Scoop is on the microphone and I gets wrecked
Can I wreck this, from Long Beach to Texas
I be rollin through the hood in a Lexus (is that what you do)
Perfection is the way that I gets really wicked
Dove Shack in the house muthaf*cka come to kick it
Stick it, pick it up a little bit
I have some dope on my mind and I got rid of it

Bo Roc-

Watch out now
Here I come, here I come as I step up to the microphone
Snappin suckers like a chicken bone
Long Beach be my home and the chrome that I pack
I used to chill on the West Side at The Dove Shack
On Delta, helter skelter, have you ever felt a
Nigga run through your ass like Alka Seltzer
Or ex lax, never lax on my skills
Packs my steel

See Knight-

So, you gets mashed like potatoes
You can't fade those
Muthaf*ckaz from the shack
With the big guns like that
So back the f*ck up
As we act the f*ck up
Lettin you niggaz know
Straight what's goin down so
Niggaz I clown
I surround you with the gang rollin
Black and gold afforded
Niggaz I'm straight strollin
To equips like the see I never slip
Because I'm doper, doper, see I'm straight broke ya

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Is that what you is?
'cause I handle my biz
And its regularly
Niggaz can't get with me
'cause I was simply, ass on the curb
As I swerve in my Cutlass
Might be a bucket, I got a dick suck it
Really quick bitch and get yo ass on your way
S to the see double O-P with the shack don't play
Delay, no way like a plane comin through
Dove Shack's in the house droppin VooDoo

Bo Roc-

See when I grab the microphone MCs I be breakin em off
I leave em lost, excuse me I have to cough
Ah, back again when I bend like a rainbow
This ain't no game hoe, I show no shame
When it come to rippin the track
In fact, its the shack
Right up in your face
Get a little taste of the bass
Like a ace, a little spade
When I'm laid parlay, parlay
When I come spittin lyrics with no delay

See Knight-

Its this nigga that's full of mystery
I leave your ass in history
If you f*ckin wit me, pissin me off
I toss you, a f*ckin cross the room
Sweet niggaz I bring f*ckin crews, and fools doom
Sit, I drops bombs here and there, everywhere I go
See I grabs the microphone like this and straight catch the flow
Flows, I shows, no love for them hoes
And, I got my pocket on fat to the store I go

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You best a watch out
You best a watch out for the automatic
We got skills that be flippin like a acrobatic
Magic it gets 'cause VooDoo isn't in me
Can't you send me ass to the G Funk Era
Double dare a nigga to step
Without a gat kept in a safe place
His ass will get erased
Like an eraser, mace and shit, that I be like droppin
Never stoppin, so won't you come and rob him

Bo Roc-

In other words, you get served, with that dope shit
When I come with that muthaf*ckin shit
That leave you hung by the rope
By top, got that funky funky f*ckin funkin f*ckin style
And I'll, peel the muthaf*ckin on the real
Ice boy steel
Nerve is a muthaf*ckin blurp when I swerve
To the curb I'm tweakin off herb
When a muthaf*cka count my spread they shit I serve
Like a waiter, and get grey later
On the car fader, I hate a perpetraitor
Aid up beat up beat up need a muthaf*ckin killa

See Knight-

So, menace to murder
Tactic skills like this I'll serve ya
Bring yo ass on, pack up the crew
Step to the niggaz that's always sportin blue
True to what I does
Hit the weed to catch the buzz
Was I there, I don't know
Still feelin fly so
Please don't try
You might die where you standin
Loaded, I'm landin to the chin
So please don't pretend

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As my freestyle run free like a nigga gettin out the pen
Cheat you like a rainbow muthaf*cka den I'm bout to bend
Your whole structure, you can't f*ck with my bustin
Niggaz I be rushin, always kickin up dust and
I'm never lackin on them skills, and my mind is on swo
Nigga, I roll, and I like to hold, 50's in my pocket
That eye I will sock it, blastin to all the spots just like a rocket

Bo Roc-

Function function, what's yo function
When I'm rollin on a busta I'm straight dumpin
Don't need no muthaf*ckin car for a drive-by
Never will I fly by, might as well I'm high sigh
Ahh, that's what I do when I'm like strollin, rollin
That be my game when I hang, I bang, and slang
Muthaf*ckin cabby, a pimp daddy don't need no caddy
To play no playa, playa hata I cannot fade ya

Shit, we got it funky than a muthaf*cka in here
You know what I'm sayin, and shit
Its like stankin and shit
Shits just stankin all up in this muthaf*cka
Its what I do best, please don't test
Or you might find a Smith and Wess, god bless
(and rest in peace)