Bom Bom Zee Lyrics by Keith Murray

Bom Bom Zee Lyrics

    [keith murray]
    Yo this is keith murray and hurricane g with the bom bom zee
    Trey deep takin to the streets
    We straight ball hoggin, word up
    Niggaz know what time it is
    Straight up
    Straight motherfuckin def squad, l.o.d.

    We can stand in the water and can't get wet
    Def squad always got some fly shit on deck

    [paul hightower] gl-or-ia!!

    [hurricane g]
    Hey fun-ny, what's up with that money grip, yeahhh
    Get hip to my tune and yo watch me flip
    The master, the ultimate funk, freak-er
    I'm unique, i got soul out my sneak-er
    A dope female, with the fat tail
    I never liked college, so yo, fuck yale!
    If you don't know me by now i'm puerto rican
    (when the track be creepin she be freakin when she speakin!)
    The bad mamma jama, still bust the grammar
    Fuck the bullshit, let's get legit
    Yes me the hurricane yo i pack skills
    So i keep on steppin like i'm doin drills
    Hut one, two, charge enlarge
    God damn, so don't fuck around with the jam!
    Sit back, relax, niggaz and watch me kick it
    Don't flex, in my pocketbook i pack a biscuit
    I blow your ass out (click click booyaka)
    How's that? now peep the size of my gat
    I'm gassed, so motherfuckers kiss my ass
    My whole ass; my entire big fat ol' ass!

    [keith murray]
    Keith murray run this motherfucker! (hell motherfuckin yeah!)
    Keith murray run this motherfucker! (hell motherfuckin yeah!)

    [paul hightower] ke-ii-thhh!!!

    [keith murray]
    The mad matador metaphoric mergers like traffic *car tires squeal*
    Not havin it, bashin your style i'm somethin drastic
    Biblically, theoretically, practically speaklin who
    Wanna step in the helm of the realm of the def squad crew (def squad!!)
    I shoot the gift like swish drinkin olde english
    Nigga you wish you had the style, more distinguished than this
    Pissed ain't the word so observe -- how i break
    Your flow down through science, and kick you to the curb
    Firsthand dirt and jungle poetry
    You see me, g, we or e and somethin out this anatomy
    Found the words of motherfuckin technology
    (like that) and we out

    [paul hightower]
    It's the bom bom zee, ohhh yeah
    With keith murray, and hurricane g...
    For y'all that don't know -- ya betta ask somebody!

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