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Riot Pump

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So how you figure we gon' pump this crowd up, homeboy? Just pass me the riot pump I'll pump this crowd up Everybody step back Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all Pump it up, y'all Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all The riot pump, y'all Pump, pump, pump, pump me up Quick like a reflex, written like a school text OMB slaps the bass, Roscoe bust the flex All you posses, come on and give it up Tribe, Rollin Deep, loc'd out, you know what's up Put down the pencil, pick up a pistol You turn around today, we won't miss you The M-I-C to the T-R-I-be-E Is a gat to the sucker MC Close range, got the aim, and you're the blame And to your syndicate, nothing changes, still the same This bassline's kicking up real dust You down with it? You gonna have to get with us Living a life of a villain You keep buying, we keep selling Time for you to surrender, it's just a character Don't try to run, we'll hunt you like a predator Pray like a vulture, you make a Booyah sculpture Then you know, we're doing it for the culture Down from the big brown Booyah Town Forget the ounces, this Tribe is slanging pounds Riot pump, y'all Riot pump, y'all Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all Pass me my riot pump Pump, pump, pump, pump me up Can everyone feel the fucking funk? This one goes out to all you busters 187 To the posse, a Booyah logo Y'all ready know (That's real, let's all go) Kicking up dust, let the dust remain Turn up that bass, let the crowd maintain Bass, that ultimate choice Spraying MCs by the sound of my voice Posses, claim old school and new school But like a criminal, I used to diss you That's why you will always be reminded The dream be to be in Booyah with Criminal Minded Step back, get ready (To all you posses) 187 with machete Unload like a.44, I got soul Coming like Geronimo, a down high M.O The rage animal, caged like a criminal And I know from the front door Buster, let me go, I'm finna tell the Roscoe Punk the pusher, I'm the criminal (To all you posses) 187 from a limo They said we're gangsters, so let the stage be the streets I drive-bys, I rock out to the posse with me Renegades with braids, finna load the gauge Booyah Tribe, Booyah Stage Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all Pump it up, pump it up, pump it up, y'all Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all Tell 'em Pump, pump, pump, pump me up Yeah, this is that time when Redd loads up another clip I said I went loc' to that posse I smote I told the riddle, they thought it was a new joke Wreck fiend, I'm a killing machine It's Ghetto Redd, cutting like a guillotine It's a passion, being assassin They think we're gangsters, it's just a fashion Forget the news, 'cause there's nothing exciting It's our time, Booyah's riding Booyah, Booyah, hoo-riding Booyah, Booyah, hoo-riding Booyah, Booyah, hoo-riding Pass me the remote Turn to Godzilla, pass Redd and Milla Now you know he's a posse killer The baby gangster coming for the kingpin It's a contract sent from the state pen The baby gangster, I'm the executioner And everybody say (Fuck you up, my loco bro) No, 'cause I know it's your last show Rush it then, I'm only out on a furlough Time is money, and money is time I see And if you're scared, then stand behind me Front line, stand on position Brown Beret, we're on a mission On a mission to the T-O-P And I'm down with T-R-I-be-E The remains of material in this rhyme Is a word for man, a shout for mankind We have risen above trivial insults But surprised by the unexpected results That's why you be what you wanna be I'm killing MCs, 187 to your posse You get the riddle? I ain't no joke Pass me my riot pump, we finna get loc'd And when we do this, we want everybody to clap your hands Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all Pump it up, pump it up, pump it up, y'all Riot pump, y'all Pump it up, y'all Tell 'em, Doug Pump, pump, pump, pump me up Easy Mike with it, homeboy The Giz, The Giz TNT getting funky Let's roll, come on KOD with it EKA with it You can't not throw this Check it out, man Redd, you want us to leave the gat in the back? Booyah's in the house Booyah's in the house Booyah's in the house Booyah's in the house