Free Style Rapping lyrics

[Intro]
2-1, 2-1, 2, in the place to be
DJ Code Money on the wheels of steel
My name happens to be MC Schoolly D
We're gonna do somethin' freestyle for y'all
And it go like this

[Hook]
2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2
Sucka ass n*ggas your time is through

[Verse 1]
Rockin' everybody, 'cause you know that I can
Shockin' everybody, I'm a hell of a man
Rockin' everybody, walkin' down the street
Shockin' everybody, 'cause it sounds so neat
First name's Schoolly, and my last name's D
Got all the fly people hangin' at my feet
Sucka ass n*ggas, in the place
Don't even know why you're showin' your face
Rockin' everybody, 'cause I know that I can
Shockin' everybody, I'm a hell of a man
Rockin' by my side, is MC Pimp
Chillin' in the back, with a hell of a limp
DJ Code, on the two turntables
Shockin' everybody, 'cause he's willing and able
[Hook]
2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2
Sucka ass n*ggas, your time is through

[Verse 2]
2 dollar b*tches, get off of my back
You'll never take a ride in my Cadillac
'Cause why you stinkin', we just thinkin'
We pulled up in a blue cold Lincoln
Sucka ass n*ggas, in the place
We don't even know why you're showin' your face
While my DJ makin' you dance
Chillin' in the back with a B-Boy stance

[Hook]
2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2
Sucka ass n*ggas, your time is through

[Verse 3]
Sittin' one day, out and chillin' a while
Watchin' re-runs of Gilligan's Isle
Just one thing I'd like to know:
Is that b*tch Ginger a hoe?
Saw her beach, so far out, sh*t
Suckin' off the vessel's di*k
Then she got with Mr. Howell
Got with the Skipper for a long long while
If there is no circ*mstance
My DJ will make you dance
Call him Code or call him Lance
But I'm in the back with the B-Boy stance
[Hook]
2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2
Sucka ass n*ggas, your time is through
2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2
Sucka ass n*ggas, your time is through

[Verse 4]
Stop illin', while I'm chillin'
Came here tonight to do some MC killin'
Rhymes so def, they reach the ceilin'
I know you're gettin' high, but I'm not drug dealin'
The beat from the drum machine you're feelin'
I know you're gettin' ready, waitin' and illin'
Just wait a little longer 'cause I'm still chill chillin'
If there is no circ*mstance
My DJ will make you dance
Call him Code or call him Lance
But I'm in the back with the B-Boy stance

[Hook]
2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2
Sucka ass n*ggas, your time is through

[Verse 5]
The only reason why you on my tip
Is because I make a lot of money, you dollar b*tch
I need a fly girl that's so so pretty
Chillin' out hard in the big, big city
Don't smoke no cheeba, don't do no coke
Don't need a fly girl strung out on dope
What I need is a fly girl full of romance
Come on baby doll, nothin' but a chance
While my DJ make you dance
I'm in the back in the B-Boy stance