You Can't See Me (Explicit)-King Tee

I run that old gangsterism on the normal The name is king tee I pack guns like it's formal With the utmost respect I be chillin Knockin mc's out cause I'm the best in this building I be the g-r-e-a-t plus majestic Magical radical the technique is hectic I floss upon the scene in the front and back caddy Yeah here goes big daddy heh In my trunk I keep a whole fifth of 'gnac In there with some extra hollow points for my strap Cause I bust on fools I shoot down fools that front The last of the few with the funk King tipsy who flips the rhymes like I'm crazy You know these artificial gangsters can't fade tee The original g from the c-p-t I'm no joke on the funk fool you can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." Yeah You can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" You can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at-at-at" Huh I'm really into girls with fat cats Hoochies and h*es and some hoodrats I take 'em to the snooty fox for the spin But if they real proper we hit the comfort inn I grab a fifth of tanqueray and some squirt A fat bag of chronic then we're coolin like levert Turn on the porno flicks just to set the mood Toss the ***** up and leave her a*s in the room Cause a ***** ain't **** like snoop told it All I do is toss and let the next man hold it I chill at the bar because that's the spot Where a *****'ll get ten dollars just rubbin on the cock Yeah tee bein a trick won't work You won't spend my money on no And that's real comin from a real-a*s g I'ma just toss yo' a*s like a salad beatch you can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" You can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" You can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" Now I'ma take the third verse to the neck Then ask who's next and ask who wrecks I bring tha alkaholik spirit to the room Down two 40's then hit the boom Release all your doubts cause I'm what it's about The funky drunk man in front with the stout And ****** wanna test the fashion Cause I bring passion for those who's askin I don't trip I just hit the switch for the funk **** I don't **** with the punk **** I slang my rap like crack and ****** be cluckin A quick blast for the buck Then they spark and yo oh peace to mark For the beat from carolina to the compton streets They'll know the original g from the c-p-t I "act a fool" on the funk boy you can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" You can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" You can't see me "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at" "to all my people with the funk.." ".. where ya at"