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[Intro]Get your booze, light your blunts up, get your hard drugs, and we doing it.[Verse 1]I serve your ass like John McEnroePut a .45 Colt to the back of your skullCut my finger on a razor blade bagging up blowHit the back door with a little strag and a hoYeah you heard the newsThat I'm back from the grave just to murder yousAnd I've been up in the streets kicking curbs in shoesNumber one draft pick with the verticalWhite men can't jump nah but I can dump slugs from a shotgun pumpI come from a hood you do not come fromIf you think I'm no good take a shot dumb dumbDummy come and try to take shit from meLittle rookie, looky how the cookie's so crumbyI ain't owe the dealer or the bookie no moneyI just owe it to the world cause I'm looking so funny[Chorus]99 bottles of beer on the wall99 problems and you're hearing them allLetras de canciones99 ways, 99 lines, 99 rhymes fit 99 timesDrink that, sip that, smoke that, sniff thatBreak that, take that, 99 bottles of beer on the wall[Verse 2]She asked 99 times for a sixty-nineAnd love how I rhyme with a shifty mindI told her 99 times that the shit was mineMake it 98, the bitch was one sip behindAnd if I don't make it I'mma switch to crimeBut I'm leaning real hard on this gift of mineWouldn't you if you were spitting so sewerStrawberry blunts with the milk and KahluaYou're like what's he think cause a milk and Kahlua is a pussy drinkWhat's a dime piece worth if her pussy stinks?I have been knocked down and pushed to the brinkI stick with the reek cause I reek of the stinkSo come and take a whiff when I speak what I thinkI roll up in the club, take a leak in the sinkThen I bounce from the spot with a freak in a mink[Chorus][Verse 3]I'm the cream of the crop with the scheminist plotHe's back from Hell and the demon is hotI'm a nightmare now, are you dreaming or not?Jumping out the whip drunk and I scream at a copOh I don't know what you take me asA snake in the grass or maybe I'm an atheistBut you motherfuckers scared of my crazy assI'll cut you up and put you in a Macy's bagAnd fuck what the media thinksI translate Sally Wong just to read to the *chinks*If you don't get I'm fooling aroundI'll hold your head under the water in a pool till you drownClutching the Uzi, shoot it aroundPopping your top off a beautiful soundSo when the city burns down all the looters aroundStay stuck in the fucking dirt like a root in the ground[Chorus] From Letras Mania