We Got More

Look how we throw, a lil' sumpthin' to roll to
You see the freak in the beat, she do me
Hold you, from the o-we-o-we-o
We got them groceries bro, yo, Luniz, let go
I blasted, they plastic ass get put under ground wit the fragments

Look how we throw, a lil' sumpthin' to roll to
Homies in the hood, we strap Rugers an' 'We Got More'
So, check the new flow 'cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh

So, check the new flow 'cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh

Studio gangstas wanna battle, well, let's battle
Hold you, from the o-we-o-we-o
Didn't ya know our brothas got more?
I hit that mitty-bitty wit the sticky, ooo-we gooy
Didn't ya know our brothas got more?
I smoothie through the menu, then I make my order
Ghetto heavy, could climb wit mo "Good Times" than James Devin
I heard styles that others stole but it's no original flow

For the right amount of money
Didn't ya know our brothas got more?
Captain Save-A-Hoe, up-up an away ya go
Look how we throw, a lil' sumpthin' to roll to
I got that Voodoo runnin' through my veins
I got the flow, so let the Luni man take over
So, check the new flow 'cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh

Quit, suppressed, yes, crazy, no, not insane
I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe
Then move away, so they won't be called haters
Glock wars, meanin' you criticize Tupac for
To bump hoes to from the o-we-o-we-o
Look how we throw, a lil' sumpthin' to roll to

So, check the new flow 'cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh
You probably let me [Incomprehensible] you

The 'O' is too unfadeable
I got more rhythm than I'll ever need to show

Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11
Before you slide through the door 'cuz 'We Got More'

I got that dominate gene, so, if ya know it, hide yo daughter

Get deep into my hold if ya lost, then picture gold
But don't trip, get a grip, make ya own skit, be sure
Don't second guess yo' man 'cuz he got more
Like the Luniz an' the man wit the nose
Snaggle tooth rhymers wit no flavor, save a gang a neighbors
Didn't ya know our brothas got more?
The love ya givin' is based on what I do for you
I like to glide up in it but I got my pride, ain't no whore
I got more soul in my style than they will ever know