Check It Out – B-Legit – letras

From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top top top….big riggaCheck itCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck itCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck itB-Legit:It ain’t cell in this town that can holdAnd fuck the task force cuz them suckas tried to fold me, scold meTold me if I move that they was blastinGot me to the station, hella questions they be askinWho’s the Big Balla, Who supply your crewWho got the big birdies in the box is it you?I never said a word cuz nigga I don’t do soYou fools got some question better ask the lawyer RouseauKurupt:I’m so internationalAll about my cashional18 million rational (speak mice)???What you want fool dogg tell me what you need’Bout a couple pints of Hennisse an eighth of weedSeems time gettin shorterTime to elevate from nickels, dimes up to quartersKurupt, B-Legit, and 40 waterNiggaz oughtaGet to Swervin’Take a hit, hit the strip and then get to pervin’E-40:Squa, Squa,Squab musicMobb MusicRight on a muthfucka and draw down on his ass musicThe 213 the 41510Pull a ho without a muthafuckin tug of war40 Water your playa patnaEver since the wombI been a tycooneActin up (Actin up)Actin tough (Actin tough)Actin bad with all kinds of guns and stuffX4From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top hat ballin big riggaKurupt:I got a half a ounceAnd a ‘four to bounceHalf a brick to flipLarge amount accountsLive as a young nigga with loot don’t countLive as a young nigga with loot turned outYou know it ain’t nothing to it but to do itFlow like fluidYou’s inlcudedPursue itSubdue itAnd run through itDoin what I do is hard to maintain my composureAh man they came through with no doujaB-Legit:The muthfuckin county ain’t no place for the savageA Cock hound dank smokin nigga ’bout his cabbageBut if I’m ever caught I’m a ride my shitDivorce my broadBut nigga keep my bitchBury my mail in my momma backyardSteeady poppin’ chyme to correctional guardsThey fucks wit my crew cuz they claim that we be troubleThem niggaz from the V to the H-I DoubleI’m tryin to get this party tonight at this motelA gang a bitches thereSome more on my voice mailBathtub full of the ice and the fifthsMy homey K-1 rollin blunts at the cribFirst I take a hitStrolls like a pimpThe muthafuckin savage with the million dollar limpAnother big day for this timin ass ballaHit the block stock in my ninety fin impalaLet them pipes hollaI know I’m looking saucy19 shots sittin next to my 40Snatch my knotShake the spot and gets farBitch, I’m a muthafuckin rap starX4From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top hat ballin big riggaE-40:I open shop with sixteenth of powder to a whole zipTo a half ham now I’m sitting kilogramsNiggaz ‘spect me to the upmost cuz I’m highly spoken ’boutNiggaz love me because I’m all about my paper routeI keep my lawyers and my bail bondsmen paid shiiiitFor all I know they might decide to raid shiiiitBack in the day po-po was easily out-smartedBut now they got some new and improved state of the artB-Legit:Now its going down am I living in the pastThis modern day slavery takin’ toll on my assYou either take me in or let’s this timer goOr if you got some charges nigga let this timer knowI told you I’m a rapperLove to entertainCatch me on the stage with a mic spittin gameLegit’s my name and you can even ask your daughterAbout Kurupt, B-Legit and 40 WaterX8From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top hat ballin big rigga