Showbiz & A.G.

Showbiz & A.G. - You Want It lyrics

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[A.G.]
 Peace to K. Shabazz  while I get you open like a gash
 Pass the nickle if you think you can last
 MC's that slept got caught with the chin check
 Never slept cause them suckers could have been wet
 Now I'm here to bring use to my name
 Used to the slang  producer bang
 Give me room  cause what I consume makes me gloom
 To the man that I am  cause I am what I am
 Those who had soul was told to clap
 That was back, now it's '94 and I'm back
 With the Ghetto Dwellas, still rolling with my fellas
 With the herbs, I'm strutting, there's nothing you can tell us
 To recall and sing, my peeps who never fronted
 Back the fuck up while they keep acting like they want it

 You want it? I gots to give it to ya! (Repeat 4x)

 [Diamond]
 I soar through the sky like a dirty city pigeon
 Preview of the next LP, here's a smidgen
 Of the roughness, you know the ill off the cuffness
 You can't break it or bend it, cause the toughness
 Is manifested from my lyrical flow
 And niggas start sweating like they just did some blow
 Yo, dough is not a fuss
 I got the honeys running all night like the 21 bus
 Sally got a one track mind
 But now she got a black eye, cause she tried to take mine
 Another day in the hood
 Chilling with Show & A.G., Walli World, yo it's all good
 Let me proceed with the swiftness
 I overlook niggas like Jehovah's Witnesses do Christmas
 So roll it up and get blunted
 Rhyme for rhyme, we can go if you want it, bitch

 You want it? I gots to give it to ya! (Repeat 4x)

 [A.G.]
 We keeps it bouncing, Gary Lethal get the ounce and
 Roll one, I'm the fountain you got to flow from
 Straight up, all foes get ate up
 Willies keep your weight up, nope I hope you're not calling me
 Stalling, cause that roughness is all in me
 I rip ya, cause my rapture will rupture
 Check the richter, there's no rapper who's rougher
 Producer tougher than my man and his machine
 Don't sweat the cream, bet the green
 I'm on the humble, and not afraid to rumble
 With those who wanna outlast the jungle, they tumble, I run through
 So build fences or come to your senses
 My skills are endless with the one two (The one two)

 You want it? I gots to give it to ya! (Repeat 4x
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Publisher: D.I.T.C. Records

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Language: English

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