Ring King lyrics

by

DJ Quik


Get out the way n*gga, you f*ckin' with a two ton brick
Armed and dangerous and I'm about to f*ck up sh*t
Ready to kill for the sake of the squad I rolls with
And everyone knows how to squab I rolls with
Suited and booted, ready for the drama if it cracks
Three hundred and fifty-some pounds on your back
f*ck a rat-a-tat-tat, n*gga I'm (bomb going off)
Quik c*ck me back and make a n*gga go (bomb going off)
I'm the rough n*gga, throwin' blows from the shoulders
Runnin' over n*ggas like a big black boulder
Detrimental to mankind
Hittin' hard like a vehicular manslaughter
Murder every time
I'm top-notch at gettin' down
n*gga we can go pound for pound, but I doubt if you last one round
I'm the n*gga comin' to your hood snatchin' bling blings
I'm the motherf*cking ring king

[Hook]
First I'mma hit you like (bomb going off)
Then I'mma hit you like (bomb going off)
I break backs like (bomb going off)
'Cuz Mausberg is the ring king, the ring king
I'ma hit you like (bomb going off)
I'ma kick you like (kick and a scream)
I'ma break you like (bomb going off)
'Cuz Mausberg is the ring king, I'm the ring king
Now let me drop this lyrical plague for round two
When I declare war, yo the tussle is through
I'm on some real n*gga sh*t, some kill n*gga sh*t
And I'mma break 'em off before the child even hit
Ain't no way out
You want it? I'mma bring your hat to ya
Hold ya captive and let the Tecs run through ya
n*ggas softer than toilet paper and tryin' to come up on a caper
I'm knockin' n*ggas upside they taper
Leavin' your grill leakin' for runnin' your trap
Throw that right to your body, makes your lungs collapse
Take it personal, but f*ck rap n*gga I'm real
Leavin' n*ggas in critical, crippled
The victim of a kill
Y'all f*ckin' wit' a real n*gga
I love to see the blood spill from a square n*gga
I leave a coward ass n*gga at the crime scene
'Cuz Mausberg is the motherf*cking ring king

[Hook]

I'm still sayin' f*ck y'all, the realest of 'em all
And it ain't no third round 'cuz I dealt wit' 'em all
From the small to the tallest, weak to the buffest
I don't give a damn, I done battled your toughest
It ain't no competition 'cuz I be knockin' walls down
Strategize and break a n*gga grill for the crown
Not a troublemaker, but like to finish what a coward started
I turn the smartest n*ggas retarded, I'm cold hearted
I flow like the Spruce Goose, sting worse than a bullet from a deuce-deuce
I'm 'bout to cut loose and react with raw tactics
Rights and lefts be bustin' like fully automatic, I love static
Me and my n*gg put some sh*t in the game
But the way we do our thangs ain't gone never change
And I'm tired of you n*ggas actin' mean for green
You gotta fight for the position of the ring king
[Hook]
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