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How We Comin' (southern Fried Mix) (RBL Posse)

Huh, yeah this is that shit. That shit you all been waitin for. That Shit that slap yo mama like she the average stank hoe bitch. (I'm Comin!) Can't you smell them bodies gettin fried (I'm comin!) Oooooh, you ain't never lied (How we comin'!) Somebody said we comin hella high (How we comin!) Oooooh, you ain't never lied (juss sit back an peep nigga) (I'm comin) Check these flows we deliver Makin the hardest rapper shiver When a killa touch the mic, I'm givin him blows To the brain like Mike and despite Them faulty ass niggaz who try to cross me Smel of coffee, 'cause it's burnin I'm gettin that money like Mike Vernon While ya learin, we teachin, you reapin What yo soul, see the whole load is gettin heavy Now ya ready, to pull a lick I'm pullin a switch Pullin yo black mask down I put my fuckin mash down so now You know that dog in me Maybe that hog in me Got me runnin around town wit no love an actin thuggishly But ruggidly I'm comin My nigga Ric Roc passed the glock, now we dumpin We dumpin Comin, pumpin Brain waves wit no assumptions I'm ready to ruin somethin If you want it, come get it I'm bumpin Wigs, get split quick, fuckin wit this, you don't understand This ain't yo average man Matter fact I'm a buck, buck, buckin An leavin you shell struck an I'm dumpin yo ass wit precussions No disscussions, juss bustin 9 millimeters disperstin And the worse you been cursed, in a hearse and Watchin all you extersions Lay down to your knees and your worryin Evaporatin for purgerin, an disturbin 'em Hit the nerve and then We sweet swervin Back to the hood to get a lil bit mo pervin. I'm one of the fresh mutha fuckas tattooed for the murderin And didn't nobody have to go and bury him. I'm walkin down the street wit a glock An my loons ain't to be played in this game Nigga I'm hurtin 'em. Oooh. Most deceiving to the soul. Negros will come from near and far, Juss to find out who we are. We are... RBL. Big Lurch, Hitman, Mystikal, This is how we comin. Now who these niggaz who's always frontin Like talkin behind our back Scared to confront the strap, we can let it all react Or we can take 10 paces back, and watch your brains collapse Or we can handle this like gentlemen and juss scrap Try and cross me like longitude, latitude I show no gratitude to another nigga wit an attitude I gets to taggin fools Hittin roofs like, Rictor Rooter You get dumped calls, I make house calls like Roto-Rooter Hoes be ridin my dick like a scooter Maybe 'cause we swerve Fuck around wit these hoes on the curb While I get the bullets reserved The nerve Somebody's always tryin to tell me what my title bout Get served, it don't take like rocket scientist to figure this out When I emerge, I'm on like National Geographics when I have this My clicks got graphics like Sega Saturn which is only like 32-bits Blow you to bits These pieces is bad for your health So put a quarter in yo ass, 'cause you played your self. Nasty vomit, mildew, rottin I'm the violentest I make the most advanced hightech state of the art rapper sound childish No matter how hard you try, you can't come no where round us Even if you scream at the top of your lungs (AHHH!) I'm a still be the loudest HAAAAAAAAA! Wildest Hand full of niggaz ain't gonna get hurt Rest of y'all niggaz gettin dimolished Red peppers and hot tamales It's the nigga that's gonna be tighter than grip plyers Cussin like Richard Pryor I came down here, fixin to bust yo head Don't try an sleep on me nigga, you gonna have nightmares bout what I Said Mouths get busted Ooh you know you gonna get rushed Nigga put it together, wiped out and brushed up Comin from the bottom of sound elevation to the occassion This ain't no fuckin past time BITCH THIS AN OCCUPATION! So fool what you talkin bout, where my money? Or wit my fist down yo mutha fuckin throat.... HOW I BE COMIN!! An I swam, all the way from the shark infested waters of New Orleans, to The Golden Gate Bridge, an I've never seen playas like this. Spittin Game all the way from Dallas, Texas, all the way to Alabama. Hate, money And Ric Roc. We have Big Lurch, RBL, and that nigga Mystikal. BATCH! Ha. I'm comin! How we comin!