[00:00:00] Coast To Coast Gangstas (Explicit Album Version) - DJ Kay Slay/Sauce Money/Joe Buddens/WC [00:00:02] Written by:Todd Gaither/Joe Budden/W. Calhoun/B. Freeman/Michael Render/A. MILLER/Damon Blackmon/John Smith [00:00:06] Brooklyn [00:00:08] This is the set off [00:00:10] Kay Sleezy [00:00:13] Take it to the streets ni**a [00:00:16] Word up [00:00:17] Sauce Money [00:00:19] Uh uh [00:00:22] Proper set off [00:00:23] Don't get it f**ked up 'cause Sauce calm wit his grandma [00:00:26] 'Cause I'm like baking soda b**ch I'm armed with a hammer [00:00:29] And when I'm strapped fool f**k your brother [00:00:31] 'Cause like Jimmy Ivene in Virginia you in the scope like a muthaf**ka [00:00:35] Fine niggas don't wanna let him shine [00:00:37] Niggas hate that fact Sauce don't give a f**kin' nine [00:00:39] Soon as he ran his mouth one tre pound seven to nine [00:00:43] Guess who's the odd man out [00:00:45] I guess we got something in common [00:00:47] I'm just a little more calm when [00:00:48] I'm about to split your arm in [00:00:50] Put a hole so big in your noggin [00:00:52] That if you God body you can fit the whole sun moon and star in [00:00:56] You starvin' for more lyrics I know [00:00:58] Steady robbin' all them lyrics I flow [00:01:00] I'm Sadam ing all you niggas fo sho [00:01:03] You betta know I'm a true ni**a please do ni**a [00:01:06] Betta inquire from a few niggas [00:01:08] 'Cause b**ch I done sh*t on quite a few and quieted a few niggas [00:01:12] Get a grip dead four fifth in the hip [00:01:14] Slip never picture me fallin' ni**a don't trip [00:01:18] Stoned is the way of my walk [00:01:19] In a mini mack eleven the tone when I talk [00:01:22] When I spray niggas pray lay on the sidewalk [00:01:25] Color blood red body outlined in chalk [00:01:27] My rhymes two zigs all nines [00:01:30] Hard hit when they spit split wigs double time [00:01:33] This eightball's a strict nine [00:01:34] Tear apart body parts when I spark nine [00:01:37] At they head hard lodged in they damn spine [00:01:40] Leaves emcee's like Christopher Reeves crippled and cryin' [00:01:43] Shittin' in a bag and a breath away from dyin' [00:01:45] Ni**a I'm the epitomy of raw rhymes [00:01:49] The epitomy of rap rock [00:01:50] I make a block party bop to the sounds of a hot glock [00:01:54] From New York down to Georgia it don't stop [00:01:56] Killer Kill from Addamsville with a hot glock [00:01:59] Blaaat [00:02:00] They say murder is the case they wanna throw me [00:02:02] I guess these muthaf**kas don't know me [00:02:04] OG rock called a yay slanger [00:02:06] VA's finest [00:02:08] Underground muthaf**kin' king call me Your Highness [00:02:10] I tear your sinus with this gun powder [00:02:12] Wipe your tears with the steal no fear this is real niggas [00:02:16] Here is the deal you clear in this field [00:02:18] And ain't stoppin' until every hater here is revealed [00:02:21] 'Cause we don't need no f**kin' clearance to peel [00:02:23] Or shortstoppers runnin' and the fear is revealed [00:02:26] So get off this block homie handle your corner [00:02:28] Keep all your h****n rocks and you mariju wana [00:02:31] I'm like a character on the Sopranos or the Wire [00:02:34] You'se a big p**sy lil' man it's over retire [00:02:36] 'Cause the clock's tickin' your days is done [00:02:39] But we know all them lil' different f**kin' ways you slum [00:02:42] But it's trill downtown your momma's all free [00:02:44] Your house is sugar layin' with your wife and your seed [00:02:47] Yes indeed Big Bun is on a home invasion [00:02:50] You gon' bleed on my gun from your dome abrasions [00:02:52] 'Cause my chrome is blazin' I'm naughty crunk [00:02:55] Got the bop gun like Sir Nose D'Voiddoffunk [00:02:58] B**ch I pull a sawed off from under the waist [00:03:00] Open your eyes muthaf**ka you got thunder to face [00:03:03] F**k rest we gon' lay these muthaf**kas to waste [00:03:06] You bit the pully ni**a tell me how the f**k did it taste [00:03:09] From my gun [00:03:10] Big guns big power [00:03:12] M Woods sixth hour [00:03:14] Berettas Tauruses Rugers