Royce Da 5'9" - Count For Nothing

Added at 2009-11-05 10:10:44
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Intro Royce
"Onetwothreefourfivesixseveneight"
Y'all been frontin
Without a ounce of thuggin
You go against me, you too can count for nothin
Royce Da 5'9"
I'm the king of the backpackers
This Tbone contact to any wack rapper
It's biometric how I wet ya
My dialect's an entire weapon, it's set to just fire reckless
BLAP! Like "onetwo" guns swoop
In the same booth the federales tryin to run through
Like, like "threefour" we raw
Me and Vishis tradin like a triple beam seesaw
I'm a veteran, the mac11 the pump
You could name whoever you want
Wayne... Yay... Jay
Hahaha, I'm just playin wit 'em...
I keep the "fourfive" on my hip
You take me serious then I might trip
About "seveneight" niggaz and die
Feelin some type of way I figure it's pride
I'm the righton truth
And that's right, I'm even plottin on my own crew
Joey... Crooked... Ortiz
Slaughterhouse!
Chorus Royce Da 5'9"
"Onetwothreefourfivesixseveneight"
Y'all been frontin (uhhuh)
Without a ounce of thuggin
You go against me, you too can count for nothin
Like "One, two" like "three" like
Ha ha, you "two" can count for nothin
Royce Da 5'9"
(Woo!) I'm what choice is to option
Royce to hiphop is what, Mike Buffer's voice to boxing
(Let's get ready to rumbllllle!) Yes, it's a couple dope dealers
somewhere that got rich livin the shit that I spit (me!)
I don't reenact nigga, I illuminate
I know every point what I count like a Q&A
It ain't a arm when it's tucked in my box
Since it's Lindsay Lohan, niggaz call me Fire Crotch
I'm seein clear like a MyBot
I drop my coupe, black shoes, black Noob Saibot
I spit fire like Izod, why not
Cause sho' 'nuff I'm glowin like Thai mock
And y'all cryin like babies over the net
I should call you niggaz Lady Gaga
I call, "You and Em need to get together
Y'all need each other Nickel Shady blah blah!"
If I die I'ma leave heat
I'ma leave the sun behind, I'm tryin to repeat
Don't try to ban the drummer
He's an (Animal) and you can be a random number, uh (ohh!)
Chorus
Royce Da 5'9"
(Ahh) I put the gun to lames
Eenyminy Motown, play the numbers game
Five shots on my block
is like for once I see like my pops is Cyclops
With both eyes I see you got no sides
Bring it to your Chippendale neck with the bowties
... All you stand
Grab a bitch ass like "Aye," call me OJ Da Juiceman
... I get away with murder
That Johnny Rocket in my pocket with my favorite burger
I'm tryin to shake it like a Polaroid
They said I couldn't do it twice, call me Soulja Boy
I said
Chorus