(Freddie Foxxx). Mic check 1-2, strap it up, load the beat, cock the mic. And your rhyme better be fat, or you might have to fight. Yeah, there's no escape from the terrordome.
Oh, oh hell yeah. (*police sirens, car screeches*). (Alright we don't want any problems here. Y'all just break it up) Five-0. (Just, just) Say what? (go on home).
Next. next. next.. Next y'all it's yes y'allest the tallest. Three the hardest from Hollis. If we didn't lock the blocks a lot of blocks'd be jobless, son.
Big titie shitty bang bang sittin' on a dick. tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen clicks. hoes play with me weekly. so I'm down wit hoe play with my pee pee.