Start the Show ft. Chi King & 12 O'clock Lyrics

Yo, I train with Murph, dawg, get my Mai Tai type right

Nothing but hard hits, call him Kimbo Slice

Drop a pillow, tell the rap, yo, dim those lights

So I can dance on his face like it's Disco Night

Start the show full throttle, get the disco hype

Rip a Kevlar track that the streets gon' like

I stay high, ice cream, homie, Pecan Pie

Keep that real nigga shit bumping off in my ride

Yo, you living in a book, I'm working off experience

13 years old, stole a car from the dealership

Robbed a McDonald's and I copped a ounce of killer shit

Chi Chi got the Yayo spit, mine's true and living it

Sick German Shepherd's on them

Bought her from a police officer's granddaughter

I feed her gunpowder, put dust in their water

Out in Florida, sniffing cocaine by the quarter

I'm in a strip club in Mexico next to the border

With this pretty ass chick gimme head in the corner

And we looking real rich, so they pushing up on us

With this big J. Lo ass taking my order

See the Mexican real mad, he said, I bought her

Got the 44 in my waist, don't make it a slaughter

Start the show full throttle, get the disco hype

Rip a Kevlaar track that the streets gon' like

I stay high, ice cream, homie, Pecan Pie

Keep that real nigga shit bumping off in my ride

Start the show full throttle, get the disco hype

Rip a Kevlaar track that the streets gon' like

I stay high, ice cream, homie, Pecan Pie

Keep that real nigga shit bumping off in my ride

Start the show full throttle, get the disco hype

Rip a Kevlaar track that the streets gon' like

I stay high, ice cream, homie, Pecan Pie

Keep that real nigga shit bumping off in my ride nigga