the 3 card man Yow who run di game? Yard man We nuh lameYard man But anything gwaan a foreign who dem blame? Yard man [Verse 1:] ThenFlossing a di topic, Yard man
graduated, got my wings and you've got to let go of My constructed Lego egg-o-waffle halo Eh yo, I'm a black man with an African drum in my chest That
Listen, just listen, listen Just listen to the man on the mic Just, just listen, just listen Just listen to the man on the mic Listen, listen, listen to the man
block we was killin' 'em The arch villains, when the blood start spillin' Any stuck start squealin', body bags we was fillin' 'em Yeah, now I got it in the smash A ounce ya man
So think fast, watch this God cut like glass Bring your frame fast and make you do the thirty yard dash That's yo' ass, my kills make me the last man
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next? Food and sex, house parties in the projects We goin' all night Verbal assassin
of mind Dangerous like chronic an' yard when combined Cocoa, Brovas, pan the borderline That's the sound an' your dead [Incomprehensible] Man to man
don't wait and ask the homey Nate He gotta pit named Tiny mobbin behind him Now they've got Michael Corleone Oh, Kurupt he got Lonely the psycho assassin
Hit the gate, don't wait and ask the homey Nate He gotta pit named Tiny, mobbin' behind him Now they've got Michael Corleone Oh kurupt, he got Lonely the psycho assassin
t wait and ask the homey Nate he gotta pit named Tiny mobbin behind him Now they've got Michael Corleone Oh, Kurupt he got Lonely the psycho assassin
I gotta go take a trip to the bank (uh-huh) Transfer all the funds, cancel credit cards As we speak I'm throwin all her clothes in the yard (pssh, man
Wreckshop nigga [Hook] Man we put it down, man we put it down Known to bust a nigga head, if he wanna clown Man we put it down, man we put it down So
you man To get assassinated cause they all hatin' better be related to the clan Hope you got a vest when it comes, Better yet a section of yard Would
echo] Dangerous like chronic and yard when combined Cocoa Brovas pan the borderline [echo] That's the sound and your dead son Man to man I'm facing
and i cant wait to toss you over to christ six off its over your legs,camaras action all you gonna see is hammers blastin old school fashon spanish assassin
Listen...Just...Listen...Listen...Just...Listen to the man on the mic...Just...Just listen...Just listen...Just...Listen to the man on the mic...Listen...Listen...Listen to the man
