Mostly Tha Voice

Refrain:

It's mostly tha voice, that gets you up

It's mostly tha voice, that makes you buck

A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills

But if your voice ain't dope then you need to (chill... chill... )

Up steps one, and he gets done

Then up steps another, he gets smothered

That's word to mother, or should I say moms

I drop bombs, scorchin niggaz like napalm

Sucka, boy, get off my shit

Get off my dick so what I make butter hits

You better change your behavior, battling gangstarr

No religion could save ya

My religion is rap, r-a-p

R-e-a-l-i-t-y, g

Cause when I rock street kids rejoice

I got mad rhymes, still

Refrain

So when you think you know the whole you don't even know the half

You're not a threat to myself, and neither to my staff

Not the type to really dance too much, although I used to

Rather bust a fresh line, and get loose to

The blunted ill types of beats premier makes

Makes your girl's rear shake, let me set it straight

Refrain

Some rappers use hooks to this shit

But if you took that shit out

And you took all the music out

What would remain? the voice no doubt

Bless my soul I control

When in pimp mode

My bank roll expands

I invest in my man

I plan, to keep rap real

So if your shit ain't fat then kneel

You squeal, feeling pain from my oral flex

What about oral sex, which chick's next

To open wide and get a chunk from a real brother

Yeah, some real funk from a real brother

They get sprung and most of them don't recover

But I don't diss em I just talk to em

Cause the sound, of my voice, it does a lot to em

So you and, the niggaz right there

Be aware, like swv, I'm right here

Waitin to correct your ass

And if you don't follow now I'll disrespect your ass

More vicious than sid, do a crime with no bid

I tell a bitch that I didn't when you know that I did

Take a trip to a land a-far

Then come back, and people still know gangstarr

See I'm the ladies choice

Cause I got crazy styles, still

Refrain

Outro: guru, shug

Oh shit shug, whattup

(Whassup money? )

Just loungin, about to go do this shit in the studio

(Oh yeah, you just let me get on that shit

You always said I could get on, you need to let me get on that)

Word?

(For real man)

Yo man

(Don't front on that shit)

I'm sayin yo, if I let you get busy, youknowhati'msayin

You can't be dissapointin me

(I flip shit, i'ma flip shit on this)

Aight man, let's go