HANGIN OUT
["It s not the way to do it!"]
[gunshots]
["Shut up bitch!"]
["Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!"]
["You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge."]
["This is serious business."]
["Come by boy!"]
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
Hangin on the cornerlookin real sporty
Coolin with the fellas while downin a 40
Nothing to dojust killin time
Sittin on my ride with my hand on my 9
Gettin a buzzfeelin kinda nice
Homie dropped a 20so we shot some dice
We played for a while till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Rankin on the bitches hanging in the street
It s feedin timeso hoecome eat
Nibble on this dickmake me just say please
You know how it s donelike a rat does cheese
The hoe started buggin jumped in my face
Since the boys were stressin I had to punch her in the face
Grabbed the weavestuffed it in her mouth
Don t fuck with the Kid while I m hangin out!
(Interval: Marquis talking. Most of his words are indistinct.)
Verse 2: Brother Marquis
Me and my niggarollin hard
Hangin outthe whole nine yards
I m smokin a fat onetakin a 40 to the head
Watch outfoolget shot dead
And bitches clownin cryin and all that
But yetstillI keep my gat
Rollin real hard in a six-tre ( 63)
Motherfuckin punkstep out my way
And all you fools in the gameyou silly-ass lames
You can t fuck with me; I m wild and not tame
Like a savage beastI m out on the street
Somotherfuckerwhat s up with that? You wanted beef?
Punkyou got a problem? I ll solve em!
I pulled his gat; his life cost him
So don t fuck with me while I m around in the back
I m always strapped when I m hangin out!
["It s not the way to do it!"]
[gunshots]
["Shut up bitch!"]
["Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!"]
["You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge."]
["This is serious business."]
["Come by boy!"]
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
Hangin on the cornerlookin real sporty
Coolin with the fellas while downin a 40
Nothing to dojust killin time
Sittin on my ride with my hand on my 9
Gettin a buzzfeelin kinda nice
Homie dropped a 20so we shot some dice
We played for a while till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Rankin on the bitches hanging in the street
It s feedin timeso hoecome eat
Nibble on this dickmake me just say please
You know how it s donelike a rat does cheese
The hoe started buggin jumped in my face
Since the boys were stressin I had to punch her in the face
Grabbed the weavestuffed it in her mouth
Don t fuck with the Kid while I m hangin out!
(Interval: Marquis talking. Most of his words are indistinct.)
Verse 2: Brother Marquis
Me and my niggarollin hard
Hangin outthe whole nine yards
I m smokin a fat onetakin a 40 to the head
Watch outfoolget shot dead
And bitches clownin cryin and all that
But yetstillI keep my gat
Rollin real hard in a six-tre ( 63)
Motherfuckin punkstep out my way
And all you fools in the gameyou silly-ass lames
You can t fuck with me; I m wild and not tame
Like a savage beastI m out on the street
Somotherfuckerwhat s up with that? You wanted beef?
Punkyou got a problem? I ll solve em!
I pulled his gat; his life cost him
So don t fuck with me while I m around in the back
I m always strapped when I m hangin out!
