🎵 Vangundy // by Erick Sermon

7 ContributorsVangundy Lyrics [Verse 1: Billy Billions] Yo You really got all them guns but can't hunt me Billy run NY team, like Vangundy Spit wit' a hand in my pants, like Al Bundy Get the wack shit from them None from me Billy on CD? Then cop it, bruh Only got true love if it profit, bruh And I live life hard, you can't knock it, bruh If I know I'm gon' eat, what I'm stoppin' for? Watch it, bro Let me through..The best be who? Billy get the most votes like Pepsi do Gutter Entertain crowds like Chris Tucker Talk shit, be a fist up ya Or get knocked out I'm nervous like drunk taxi turns Bitches be wantin' me like they tax return Gotta chill, I got tracks to burn An L too My whole crew is straight from Bellevue If you wanna test, I failed you Leave you stiff like a statue, cement you, then sell you Bill spit with pride You spit sissyfied Bill shocked Hip-Hop like Missy died [Verse 2: Killer Cypress Boe] Blow my thing reckless F.E.-1's will never catch me My sixteen will make you see different like epilepsy..Fuck a contract We bomb tracks, so contact with strong facts Avengin' this lyrical combat Wit' dope bomb, then post long I'm on the mic's like En Vogue song With the heart of lion like Voltron We don't pop champagne..East New York This ain't a damn game No powder in here neither, 'cause we ain't tryin to run no campaign..I spit sickly By my scrotum, is where my click be Then rip flows and generate cream like Bill Bixby East New York You know we lockin' it down And all that platinum stuff you talking 'bout, we droppin' it now [Verse 3: V Nova aka Ruck] We like songs to vocals Weedheads to bongs and nodals..I'm tryin' to get more paper Than a Barnes & Noble The Don'll show you, meet Villa, I'm calm and noble But soon as you break the love Gotta bomb to roast you That's the motto When I catch that ass tomorrow wit' a Luger from Germany And a bag of hollows Half a pound in the back of Bravo's Meeting connects, only thing them hoes getting is hash and Cosmo's The screwdrivers Crash bar with blue foggers on the truck DVD, TVs and two ballers In the headrests Smokin' blunts of the best sess Watching Tae Bo, bitch in the back doin' leg stretches [Verse 4: Nolan Epps] They bury niggas, put 'em on while I'm wildin' Born in Georgia Made my way to Long Island..Suffolk County, nigga, fuck a warrant or a bounty, nigga Never lost, but you lucky that you found me, nigga I take this rap shit more serious than others Born an only child, no sisters and no brothers, uh But attack it like I got an army behind me Used to run the streets, now the crib is where you find me 'Cause in the streets, it's either kill or be Death Row And I ain't trying to die, I'm trying to live to see mo' dough Now that's realer than Real Deal Holyfield A nigga hooked up with E and got mass appeal New crib, big Benz with the chromey wheel Lovin' life, stress-free how a nigga feel [Verse 5: Big Kim] Watch out Like The Beatnuts I get loose like sluts Givin' it up Easy on these cuts Me diggy dawg, I'm a hog for rap, I grace tracks, black, so Make way for the boss The rap Diana Ross Def Squad Babygirl, of course Go ahead, talk shit like you know L..All you see is the doobie wrapped through the cracked window Pitch black Tahoe Ghetto style Microphone fiend since child Long Isle I'm the Black tall star Rippin' tracks bar for bar, who wanna spar? I'm K-I-M, behold the Black queen In a pair of Gucci boots, frames and matching jeans Babygirl comin' through Payin' rise on Funky Noble Soon to be global [Verse 6: Sy Scott] Sy get hostile And think square times illogical Rap done fucked up and created a monster Tryin' to do with verses, crime watches I make niggas get second opinions from twelve different doctors Watch out, I pull my crotch out Technical knockout, make niggas quit like ninth grade dropouts You wouldn't like me when I'm angry, I'm stir crazy New nigga in rap, I don't know if you heard lately Sy Scott I'm the shot, like the Glock, with the dot, smoke on top, fresh out the box..I'm Artistic, they all autistic Tip it all to me, fuckin' with the ultimate Authentic, arsenic, arguments is augmented They agonise on many minutes after admittance The meanest, what I mean is I'm merciless like Ming is My mean streak mangles the meaningless Seem seemingless when I'm singing, I win when emceeing Skim cleaning like spring cleaning Def Squad Mr. Know-It-All Stick to the rivers and lakes you used to, don't fuck with the waterfall [Verse 7: PMD] Aiyo, I don't care how much the game change, don't ever try to erase our name and I find a rapper slain, lay dead in a train, laced with cocaine..You know the M.O Still writin' like I'm shoppin' a demo So fuck a limo We blowin' out mics with our mens, yo Still catch wreck Still snappin' necks Still all up in Chase Manhattan, with the E-Dub, cashin' cheques Hoodie on and black, with the gat, that go splat For any nigga that wanna jump up and act like he that cat Get your shit pushed back, when I'm (What?) "Hi-De-Ho" So leave me alone when I'm ridin' low Slidin' slow Chronic'ed out off the Cali 'dro Mic Doc and E-Dub in your grill, lettin' you know I definitely hold my man down and he holds me..Pumpin' Ghost's CD The Lox, Jadakiss is where it should be So when our crew strikes, they strike proper When they start sprayin' shit to fuck up, fuck callin' the cops, call in the ghetto chopper I'm nice with mine, precise with mine When I cop jewels to floss, yo, I cop ice with mine