Artist: (Dru Down f/) Luniz Album: Explicit Game Song: Rigged Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch [VERSE 1: Knumskull] I was hella drunk one night Had a gang of dope in the trunk that night And drivin with one headlight Saw some hoes by the bus Then hit a couple of donuts cause I like to have hoes on my nuts One said 'fasten your seatbelt quickly' That was a cap so that bitch could get with me I was drunk and she knew it When I speeded past police and that muthafucka T. Lewis I tried to smash but they swooped me I'm in first place, a high speed chase, I'm leavin em in my hooptie The bitch mumbled "Let me out" (Hey, let me outta here!) Took a second look and she was chewin a half a ounce in her mouth I tried to pause and shit, she hit the fog I had jumped out quick and got ran over by a sidekick Task hit they brakes, too late Ran straight into the sidekick, fucked up the bitch's face I think the accident killed her But that's the first time a nigga got away drivin a fo'-cylinder They called for re-inforcement I had a head-on collision with the police horsemen Bounced, popped the trunk, got my dope And my forty ounce, and went for muthafuckin broke Finally made it to the spot, my nigga was hot He had the clientele because he had the fat rocks [CHORUS: Luniz (& Dru Down)] Sellin weight out your house (is a rigger) Lettin a bitch keep your safe (now that's a rigger) A fifth of gin to the face (there's a rigger) (It's just another burial ground you muthafuckas gotta dig up) Servin narcs in the open (there's a rigger) A gang of niggas rollin craps (is a rigger) Leavin your house without your strap (there's a rigger) (It's just another burial ground you muthafuckas gotta dig up) [VERSE 2: Yukmouth] Kickin it with my niggas at the 'Twilight' Zonin, must be on, this bitch won't let me out her eyesight Cause she been starin for a long-ass time, gee She's hella fine, a big behind, nice physique Thinkin to myself: I gotta get her Figured this top-notch bitch had a nigga She said he just quit her Her name was Sharlene and knew shit was she mean With ass bustin all out her Guess jeans Seems kinda sprung on that Oak nigga (Where's your broad?) I don't have one cause all these hoes are gold-diggers So I ain't lookin for a romance She giggled a little and then she asked me do I wanna slowdance I started grabbin on that ass, hops But when I felt on that cock I musta hit the jackpot Cause a nigga came out swingin Right in the middle of a song that Levert fat-ass was singin He snuffed the bitch in the mouth I got bumrushed to the ground when security kicked us out He had me trapped, I couldn't bounce Picked up a bottle from the ground and cramped his ass with a forty ounce Niggas buff as I park and hit He was laid out on the ground with a lump in his dreads My hands are red, I'm paranoid, man The bitch had came out with some niggas to help her ex-boyfriend My homie [Name] had got the sawed-off I grabbed the bitch by her throat and damn near chopped her jaw off I tried to scuffle but the nigga straight wrestled me down On the ground, cause he had bigger muscles My homie sprayed the shit like a chopper, gee I screamed out "Help!" cause I had a dead nigga on top of me Popped his homie, then we left the bitch Buckshots blew his whole muthafuckin chest to bits [CHORUS: Luniz (& Dru Down)] Sellin weight out your house (is a rigger) Lettin a bitch keep your safe (that's a rigger) A fifth of gin to the face (there's a rigger) (It's just another burial ground you muthafuckas gotta dig up) Servin narcs in the open (there's a rigger) A gang of niggas rollin craps (that's a rigger) Leavin your house without your strap (is a rigger) (It's just another burial ground you muthafuckas gotta dig up) So don't slip, nigga Looney Tunes in this muthafucka (Is we?) Got to say what's up to my partner C&H What's up you ballin-ass nigga, you? ( *shout outs* ) That nigga Dru muthafuckin Down (Givin that gat to them bitches, youknowmsayin?) Still the Pimp of the Year, youknowmsayin?