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Freddie Foxxx - Tell 'Em I'm Here lyrics
Somebody tell them motherfuckers I'm here! [Verse 1] Emcees and rappers, what's up, I hope it's good For them street niggas breakin them bricks, in the hood I write, maybe sheddin some light My experience in hip hop, was struggle and fight All I ever wanted, was a chance to rock the mic, like you do Control every crowd in the world, like voodoo The underground hardcore scene, it's my flaw I snatch alotta money from that, so once more I step, where the niggas that rep, get checks You touch mine, here go my check It's back to underground clubs, with fights at the door Niggas gettin one deal in six months they poor I separate emcees from rappers, standin on stage with two clappers Cock back, beef at my house, I stop that I dare any nigga standin in here with half a heart To address me, I rip you apart, Tell 'em I'm Here! CHORUS: Tell 'em the one that blasts first every time it's on Tell 'em, I put the word back in word is bond Tell 'em, I stomp rappers to the beat, shut 'em down with no fear Somebody tell them motherfuckers I'm here! [Verse 2] Who got the ill rep, lyrical style like Bumpy Knucks Outta respect none of you bitch ass niggas your shit sucks I'm the emperor, you niggas is hoes with gold plaques Lotta stick ups in town, Freddie Foxxx is back Bumpy Knuckles I, take out your heart with one look Frying niggas like |
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