The Coup Follow

[Ras Kass]

Everything I say don't be yae yo

Haters in batter rams, I slam

Like syringes in heroine, four hundred and fifty grams

Overdose, every coast, one hundred spokes chrome

Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof

Don't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truth

Flyin in boobies, silver six hundred Coup

Like whoop whoop, holla at me big baby

Sop me up wit a biscuit, cuz you know it's all gravy

Linquistical flow, I ain't Mystikal, but y'all ain't ready

If a nigga don't rhyme about crack, clothes, pussy and fatty

Eat a dick, that's music to my balls,

like Gloria Estefan fuckin Hakeem Olajuwon

How this black lil nigga get more head than a beauty salon

Guam, blowin ya shit out like Chaka Khan

For sheezy, my favorite women is sleazy

Bisexual triplet freaks, forty five at they sexual peaks

I'm fuckin three Tony's, like Rafael Saadiq

And got a trick up my life, manufacturin cheese

My matrix will triculate wit melodies

Rehabilitated hood rats, shake the specie

I'm tryin to die filthy, rich and ruthless, I'm easy

See Austin niggas is know for flossin

But I still buy my T-shirts and socks from the slossin

[Chorus: Ras Kass & Curtis Daniels]

It's so must that I smash when I mash for me

Ask Cash -N- Gash, nobody ride for free

OohWee, they say Ras you a rider?

I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"

I give it up for C. Austin

That's the city north of Long Beach, South Western Compton

They say Ras you a rider?

I reply wit "Hell yeah, I'm a rider"

[Ras Kass]

Watch me catch bitches, the llama and the patch bitches

Fuck sex whippin homey, don't even trip

I never seen a hood wit a retirement plan to medical benefits

I'm bout seein black folk wit chips, and hundred thousand dollars whips

Instead of monkey see, monkey power rule feelin you wit banana clips

I plan to flip my manuscript, like dyslexics

To sed it, to bet it all, genetic telekinetic brawl

See I'm the difference between booty calls and blue balls

Telethon wit Lou Rawls, and bevelin two percent off the top

S-s-sorry, couldn't got to break mines off

Decapitated, so where's he headed?

I decapitate niggas, damage is bodily

Put your tire on flat, and kill by a gat like Enis Cosby

Ain't no problem hoe, recognize

[Chorus]

[Ras Kass]

My tenant shoot pimpin is more like twenty shoot

Cuz no woman love me like the wimmy do

I write raps while pullin the lent off my nut sack

You 50% butt crack, I mean half assed

MC's we discover the mathematic format

Beneath your north plan, I'm guaranteed to come will

and toll free pagers

I'm still comin out like I'm born babies wit hangers

My crew consist of millionaires, failures and gang bangers

The dangers of loaded language, my glock lick click

Got it made, me no fillet, pay then sat out like sway

Raid the police, cuz they sellin more crack then latinos and blacks

See we knows the facts, how Europeans jack

I'm sellin Native Americans gats so they can take they land back

[Chorus 2X]