Philly's Most Wanted Radikal Lyrics

[Mr. Man] Yo, everybody get down
[b___onic] Yo, you can't be mad at us man
We just doin what you doin; you know, doin us
n____z wanna hate and all that s___ man
[Mr. Man] Everybody get down

[b___onic]
There's a lot of money out here; get your hands on it
Uhh, uhh, Most Wanted - you got to lay down, come on

I'm that n____ who you wanna be
Not y'all record deal, hot cars, only f___ pop stars (whoo)
Radikal b____es, tongue pierced and the p____
If I fall for the b____ let me fall don't push me
Hatin' a__ n____ don't have a slick side
Caught his eye lookin' my chain cause he don't d___ride
n____z ain't cool with Bonic n____z fear me
And talk through the song so they b____ don't hear me
Whattt! Let me find out n____z jealous
Hot yo, the best controllers what can you tell us
We H-O-T B-O-Y-S
Taught you the s___ you know, so why test us
Don't follow me that s___'ll break your neck
This week alone n____ I done ate your check
Let my checkbook determine if I'm playin' in vain
When you n____z boo it's cool cause you sayin' my name
Come on!

[Chorus: Kelis]
Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get
Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do-oo
Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get
Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do-oo

[Mr. Man]
The cops don't wanna see my CL6 they wanna frisk me
And young with this dough I get they wanna twist me
You love Mr. "hi" oh now you wanna kiss me
Either dead or me doing a bit, you gone miss me
No can say or its too much love cause I'm richer
When I used to push them things I flip quicker
n____z wanna twist cause b___onic and Mr
are cuttin big brothers and f___ they little sister
I hear Most Wanted this and Most Wanted that
Mr. dead broke (and what else) Mr. can't rap
Follow Mr. home with this gun on my lap
And all that frontin' for your boys
Will get you one in your back
Ain't my fault that my dough comes fast and yours slower
Exhale like Whitney Houston and look lower
And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine rowers
+Sea+ +Red+ when I split your head just like Noah, n____!

[Chorus]

[b___onic]
Yo, Lee Mr. a n____ couldn't hear me a price
I'll catch a bullet for him like my chain of the rice
Spit every last round I done gone for
And kill you the listener if you come for
Die for the n____ that's my dog forever
Ho's be like d___ why y'all always together
Two things that I never had us be rich
And that's you and another a__ b____

(Mr. Man)
b___onic don't feed man I'll talk s___ for you
Tell you take cover I swear get hit for you
Get stitched up come back and spit for you
Bring hot heels that make the s___ boil
Ride for you homie till our bodies hit the soil
Won't die for you they got it f___ed up
Like chicks that need a perm their c___ get touched up
Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up (what)

[Kelis: repeat 4X]
Haters, hate on
Cause I'm a do what the f___ is asked

[b___onic]
You know, n____z don't want none man
Anybody move closer I'm telling you one thing
I'm ghetto no holster
You n____z don't want no beef man I'm ruby for that s___
For real f___ you n____z man
I love b____es money and traveling
And you n____z ain't experienced that, you know
(Get down and lay down) You n____z ain't experienced that man
Y'all don't know what the f___ money is man
Money is when your bank account is the banks amount m_________er
You n____z got stashes, I stash money
Overseas n____, you don't want none, I'm a gangster man
I'll take over your corner dressed in a suit
And n____z wanna reach I lean and sharp shoot

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