Lyrics My Posse - C.I.A.

My Posse

My posse
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My posse
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My posse
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My posse
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My posse
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My posse
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My posse
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My posse
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My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Posse's gettin big)
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)
Ice Cube in effect and I’m the posse leader
Love my woofer and hate my tweeter
Rap, don’t sing, and groupies do flock
Gold rings and things keep the girlies on my jock
Posse 2 Kid Dee is cunning
It’s all about girls and making cash money
(Crenshaw) Crenshaw is where I chill
Never ever sick but always ill (ill)
Sir Jinx, no debatin
Beats I cut keep the woofers vibratin
3rd to the cut, but that’s alright
Cause C.I.A.
is on the mic
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Posse's gettin big)
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)
Females on my tip and it ain’t funny
(Why?) I don’t know, probably cause I got money
Don’t want me, just want my riches
Things like that keep stitches on my britches
I wear all 501's
Many wear Adidas, but I have none
Filas, I’m coolin, girls are droolin
Rulin all classes cause I am schoolin
Yes boy, and I am with it
Reachin for the crown and I damn sho' get it
Be the king, rap, don’t sing
And when I come around here’s who I bring
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Jealous posses on my tip)
My posse
Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
My posse
Seize di mic before 3 (right)
My posse
Seize di mic before 2 (right)
My posse
Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
(My) posse on the move with fly girls
Fresh Fila gear and my hair in curls
Would get a motel but I’m too cheap
About to let her have it in the backseat
Chick’s gettin ill and I assume
This girl won’t go to the motel room
Me in the backseat turned up the sound
But my man K-Dee nowhere to be found
Skeezer poppin drag and it ain’t no joke
If I had to pay attention she’d wind up broke
Talkin quite dirty and that’s the clue
Started kissin and huggin on Posse 2 (2)
Headed for the skirt, had to admit it
Willin not illin, she was damn sho' with it
Whispered in my ear, talkin that sex
Hurry up in the back, homeboy, I’m next
Jinx teed off cause my girl’s no fun
I’m the only one that’s on a dry run
She had a beef, I had a gripe
But I heard different, she’s not that type
I dissed her and dismissed her, threw her out of the place
Start poppin that trash, threw my hand in her face
Grabbed another girl who loved the posse
Headed to the Fox and the rest’s history
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Jealous posses on my tip)
(Posse's) (posse's) (posse's gettin big)
(Posse's) (posse's) (posse's gettin big)
(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)
Posse 1 Ice Cube and I’m the ace
Posse 2 roll the deuce, Kid Dee’s in the place
Sir Jinx in the back and I’m the trey
I talk more crap and down with Dre
(The Wreckin' Crew) is with it, hip to get busy
Eazy-E, Ron De Vu keep chasin those skizzies
???
just make that noise
This rhyme is dedicated to the Vick Boys
To all the girls out there wanna get in our face
To the Crenshaw cruisers, keep pumpin that bass
And to any rap team, if you wanna be king
You must stand in line if you know what I mean
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big and my posse’s gettin bigger)
My posse
My posse
(Posse's gettin big)
(Jealous posses on my tip)
My posse
Seize di mic on di 1 (right)
My posse
Seize di mic before 3 (right)
My posse
On di mic before 2 (right)
Hey yo Dre
Kick in the bass
West Coast style!