Steal Da Show Lyrics by Nelly

Steal Da Show Lyrics

    Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
    I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
    Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga
    Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
    And if I got beef I let the whole world know it
    So if you got beef let the whole world know it
    Yaun take it to the streets let the whole world know it
    It's the chance for your big career, don't blow it
    Or get it blown from the top gun nigga
    I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
    Dissin my crew you catch hot ones
    I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns
    I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses
    While you niggas at the crib tryna' find misses
    Yo I'm gettin head from the Mexican dime bitches
    Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches


    (Murphey Lee)


    A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the school boy
    The civilized jewel boy
    I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six whores
    For equality, vocal ??? and wallabies
    I smoke la like ??? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing
    Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum on
    Actually I get hummed on
    Hoes tongues be on my dong dong
    ??? long, head at night, head in the morn
    Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin songs
    Cats be gettin gone thinkin they got it goin on
    Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
    Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
    Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru Down
    Same crew now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
    Hoes be pretendin always sayin they too proud
    If I ruled the world, I do now
    Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and move the crowd

    (Hook - Lunatics) 2x
    Call the cops, I see a robbery in progress
    Lunatics about to steal the show
    (Where you from?)
    >From the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

    (Ali)

    I rip grass and smash, with a 44 mag
    This nigga jag, from the front to the back I heard it crash
    Nigga ??? ??? hurt 'em bad, you heard him laugh
    Talkin trash 'bout whoopin my ass
    I never let a nigga do that, who that
    Get his brains blew back with a new gat
    Yellin "true that", hollowtips is goin cleeeeean through that
    And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do that
    In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
    An iced out ring just to score on your eye
    Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory
    Cats is sick like H-I-V if they feelin weak
    We be ??? ???, Jackie Frost, ??? ???
    Danny Terrio, ???? shows to the Motorola
    Money hold up, whippin the Rover, high roller dog
    What you holdin, I'm paid, so controllin y'all
    Yiggidy yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next
    To rep that Midwest, it's sets and projects

    (Keyaun)

    Now once Keyaun say hit the safe, raise the stakes
    'Tics in fifty states, might as well blaze the cake
    I got moves to make, transactions to handshakes
    Drugs for papes, now I'm sellin CDs and tapes
    Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
    A snake is still a snake no matter the size or shape
    Those that hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake
    Come off the chain my main, you tied to the gate
    First you caught a case, second you caught the babes
    Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake
    Good things come to those who wait
    So if you waitin on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
    In your house with your spouse I'm doin the nasty
    I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob industries and ashtrays
    Branson and hashy, ??? ??? and wrap somethin
    And burn the place, ya heard me

    (Nelly)

    Watch me load up the ammo, cock it back slow
    In the back door, infrared low
    Tell me somethin that I don't already know
    Like, which one of these closets contain cash flow
    Got three little problems I just thought you should know
    Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm allergic to 'no'
    I'm obsessed with dough, money makin and the hoes
    Anything other than satisfaction gon' blow
    Heard through the grapevine you lookin for me
    Couldn't be, 'cause if it was you would be bookin from me
    Shook when ya see Nelly rollin in the GS-3
    Hangin out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing"
    Back the car up, pop the trunk now
    Can ya hold ya breath 'cause I'ma flood this town
    That ass scream "nine-second-five right here"
    Neighbors on the lawn like "Nelly, why right here"

    (Hook) 1 1/2x

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