Wildstyle

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayo, what up This chef boy Izzr, Red Cafe Shakedown capo Trackmaster representer Brooklyn banger, East side rider And you know I'm here to rattle these niggas waves They got their shoes off Trying to surf in my waters, it's not gon' happen Shakedown, my piranhas is biting [Verse] Haha Yeah, ayo The world's famous, 1-9 hustler Iron Mike Tyson before he fought Buster Chef boy Izzr, south beach villa Shoes off Thousand foot yacht, have a cruise off Papi this brick suspect, it's too soft I need it just as it come Ma, you like that Let me show you how it come Brrrrrrrrrraaaap!! I'm a Brooklyn Dodger Like strippers with names like Sasha Passion, twist 'em, pass 'em That's what I call center of attraction I'm like a Roman king Right hand got a German Luger, left hand glass of Polar spring Necklace long like Texas (?) Slap, that talk, reckless on horns I'm a trackmaster, track bully Hoodie and skully, Shakedown nigga get gully 745 on cruise control 7 shot .45 make ya lose ya soul They got my nigga Shyne locked up I'm in the street, and I got my shine rocked up Never know when I might pop up Any given sunday I'm "Equilibrium" when it comes to gunplay Slap game like Joe Pesci I lay it down flat like a old Pepsi, haha I'm king of the ice like Gretsky In the hood, I got greenery and Nestle, bitch You just scenery, don't stress me I'm, diggy down with a stack of green I wanna cut, you wanna Vibe? Get the magazine, ha Got a Range and got a Chevy And I sleep with a 007 like Halle Berry Gas like (?), twist white bitches With a name like Betty Hard Rock on the block, sling rock steady Shakedown bring the nightmares like Freddy Black machete Still shine when I turn the lights down like Teddy Madden '04, you might catch ya boy When I'm on the (?), you can't catch ya boy I'm in to win Cafe got the juice, and it's in the gin Now I'ma stack this cake like (?) Bus-a-Bus, what up? We winning again, I'm the best No one better, name one And I'll stab his ass like Jay did Un Or I might shot a nigga on occasion I'm the world famous, Hard Rock, real McCoy Earrings look like Chips Ahoy Bracelet look like handcuffs Sprinkled with accumulated dandruff, wow I break laws, run red lights Take all bets on Tyson fights Come on man, I'm a New Yorker Magician, make a change, (?) ya Listen, if the kitchen too hot stay the fuck out Yeah you sold a few units, you (?) out [Outro] Ha, I'm here to take niggas day jobs baby Chef boy Izzr, Red Cafe Shakedown capo 1-9, throw it up Brooklyn, throw it up TM, throw it up How we do, throw it up, ha Pimp, pimp, pimp, yeah Watch how I pimp right here