Lyrics

[Intro: X-Raided] Yeah Y'all niggas better recognize Can't fuck wit' it Reel it up, reel it up [Verse 1: X-Raided & Babe Regg] If you ask somebody about the X-Loc, he'll say; [You shoulda know what time it was from the get go] You best be barkin' off that Cisco when you fuck with me But that cup of Cherry only made yo' ass another casualty Man, let's skip the formalities 'cause, fool, you know who the fuck I am That nigga that rode through the hood and fucked up the hoe with a program [X-Loc lightin' 'em up, givin' a fuck] Gettin' my ride on day and night, nigga, you better recognize I'm puttin' in work based on the fact that this my prerogative And mothafuckas speakin' on nuts and whippin' that busta shit So what you better realize that I'm sucka free I be bustin', duckin' and EBK'n fools constantly Stick to chance won't break my bones But words just piss me off in it's own Time for another bad mouthed mothafucka to be told I kick back and premeditate me another ride I don't need nobody self to assist my suicide One dead nigga, two nigga, dead three One to the hip, one to the chest, one in that dick concurrently You can take it any way you wanna take it, I'm givin' a damn Ain't no need to ask nobody, you know who the fuck I am [Chorus: Lunasicc, X-Raided & Babe Regg] X-Raided Liazz, so sicc in the diazz (Uh-huh, uh) I'm rollin' with the GBC Get my ride on day and night Uh-huh, uh-huh Siccer than a sicc is (Siccer than a sicc is) hella quick to blast (Woo) And you know they can't fuck with me Gang related homicide Bitch, you better recognize X-Raided Liazz, so sicc in the diazz (Sicc in the diazz) I'm rollin' with the GBC (I'm rollin' with the GBC) Siccer than a sicc is way quick to blast (Siccer than a sicc is way quick to blast) And you know they can't fuck with me (And you know they can't fuck with me) So recognize game, nigga, when we catch wreck It's the Baby gettin' crazy and that psycho nigga X Recognize game, nigga, when we catch wreck It's the Baby gettin' crazy and that psycho nigga X [Verse 2: X-Raided] I'm lacin' a mothafucka with some of this game my brain produces Let looses, kick that shit that will jam your ass up out the Deuce-Deuce Bitches, players, and even all them pussies recognize As long as they don't get their throat slit and body draggin' in bushes 'Cause I'm murderin' bustas if they tryna handle me That's the quickest way to skip the technicality I don't love you hoes, and I damn sure don't love you niggas All I'm givin' a fuck is about my liquor and my trigga Now what can I do? Maybe I'm better off dead They say I'm a monster born with the Sign of the Beast on my big head Baby Hitler murderin' a million mothafuckas weekly EBK, EveryBody Killa, nigga, don't play with Siccly Or feel one hot blast with the quickness A preacher and a psychiatrist killed themselves 'cause they didn't understand that siccness It ain't no cure for this, you get it to gone like HIV And let me assist your suicide, put the gun in yo' mouth and play my beats You can take it any way you wanna take it, I'm givin' a damn Ain't no need to ask nobody, you know who the fuck I am [Chorus: Lunasicc, X-Raided & Babe Regg] X-Raided Liazz, so sicc in the diazz I'm rollin' with the GBC Get my ride on day and night Nigga, you better recognize (Check it out, check it out) Siccer than a sicc is hella quick to blast And you know they can't fuck with me Gang related homicide Nigga, you better recognize (Oh) X-Raided Liazz, so sicc in the diazz (Sicc in the diazz) I'm rollin' with the GBC (I'm rollin' with the GBC) Siccer than a sicc is way quick to blast (Siccer than a sicc is way quick to blast) And you know they can't fuck with me (And you know they can't fuck with me) So recognize game, nigga, when we catch wreck It's the Baby gettin' crazy and that psycho nigga X Recognize game, nigga, when we catch wreck It's the Baby gettin' crazy and that psycho nigga, X [Verse 3: X-Raided] Oh no, don't be tryna bow down now, bet you niggas recognize You fuckin' with a psycho, you got your peel tucked Goin' out for myself but I'm givin' a fuck what's wrong or right 'Cause it's ash to ash and dust to dust on every one of you fools in sight Just another victim to read about me an obituary I'm Locin' up like that Stephen King brotha about a big kid named Carrie And it's every one of you bustas rollin' to me with that mystery shit I'll serve yo' ass and have you six feet deep in that misery, bitch So miss me with, all the extra shit, fictional trick Before I bust through the hood and make all y'all fools escape the premises Ain't fuckin' important you missin', checks on the butt of a bottle of Gin Or in the coroner's office, being identified by your family and friends You got no hand but understand me though It ain't no personal thang, a nigga just ain't got time to be tryna love you hoes And you can take it any way you wanna take it, I'm givin' a damn Ain't no need to ask nobody, you know who the fuck I am [Chorus: Lunasicc, X-Raided & Babe Regg] X-Raided Liazz, so sicc in the diazz (Doin' the dirt, servin' 'em hoes) I'm rollin' with the GBC (Nah, nigga, you better recognize) Siccer than a sicc is hella quick to blast And you know they can't fuck with me Gang related homicide Nigga, you better recognize (Uh-huh) X-Raided Liazz, so sicc in the diazz I'm rollin' with the GBC (I'm rollin' with the GBC, C, C) Siccer than a sicc is way quick to blast (Siccer than a sicc is way quick to blast) And you know they can't fuck with me (And you know they can't fuck with me) So recognize game, nigga, when we catch wreck It's the Baby gettin' crazy and that psycho nigga X Recognize game, nigga, when we catch wreck It's the Baby gettin' crazy and that psycho nigga X