Carolina Agents - Little Brother

Dirt nasty stinkin

Get it up, get a cup, get a drink and

Rollin up in them big red Lincoln

Trust they ask, «What the fuck was y’all thinkin?»

Uh, Carolina agents

Get a flick, get a chick, hit a daze and

Come through with the crew we be makin

noise, they ask, «Why them boys is so flagrant?»

Might wanna call your bet off, fix us in and y’all can’t content with this joint we bout to set off

Everytime Phonte come to your town

and start throwin it down, a couple rounds get let off

In commemoration of, his penetration threw

ya defense and it’s a celebration when

everybody cheerin for me in the skybox

'Cause my team break fast like IHOP

and if you get scurred, you will get served

Televised nationwide like insurance

and you too could feel the aftershock

Ten years later, still be a laughingstock

'cause we always make the plate, in the house

and we callin niggaz out like graduation dates

9th Wonder’s the editor, and Pooh’s the predator

But 'Te's the creditor, I’ma make 'em pay, y’know?

C’mon

Yo, I wild wit it, shiznit’s wicked

A mind yo?

pretend?

yo did it wit no gimmicks

My, pro image, throwback finished

Shines every time, you can read it in my sentence

Pray repentance, niggaz is comin, young’n

Gunnin, like Larry and 'nem

Who’s hurryin him?

See Poobie step back

Observe one time, start worryin 'nem (Ha!)

My God, my squad, go hard

Remind young goon wit junkyard

We truck y’all like Shaq wit Kob'

Keep niggaz runnin, damn it’s only thirty sold?!

You could fold if you wanna, this lukewarm summer

means, barhuggin for the rest of the year

Got bitches back naked like it’s hot in here

If you scared, say you scared, I can smell a fear, nig-GAH!

Uh… one more time, let’s give it to 'em

Check it out, check it out, uh…

Yo, I will not lose, and if you thought

I would ever settle for anything less, homey, I got news

I write crew like Teddy and Erv

Muhfuckaz better learn 'fore that bridge get burned

to the third degree, NC’s the new state of emergency

Yes, yes, we get it poppin

Kickin the truth and just stickin to the doctrine

I’m here to tell ya that failure’s not an option

I heard the streets is watchin, people plottin

LB’s in the house and we keep it poppin

(Let 'em know) The beats are droppin, verses ready

Big Dho’s in the house!

So the checks are heavy

and C. Sims is holdin the camera extra steady

'cause when I’m on stage, it’s hard to stand still

The haters be like, «Give it a rest already»

Nigga, I don’t give a fuck how you and ya man feel, ya know?!

(shit!)