Masta Ace - Alphabet Soup Lyrics

Let's sing and learn
About the letters of the alphabet

A son, how you B?
Aiyo I'm chillin'
And I C you D to go out
And make a killin', but where E?

F that nigga he making G's on tour
With H-Town doing shows overseas
Yeah, I heard he DJ'd but stop hatin' okay?
(I ain't hatin')

Smoke your L and chill the fuck out
I found a way to get paid
You know how I M, we gonna be N
'Cuz my cousin Tyriq said, to meet him about ten

Now that's that shit that I'm talking about
So yo let me just take this leak and then we out
O now you gotta P, well, hurry up it's quarter to
And I just got this beep from son and that's the Q

R you ready? Hurry, I'll be in the S-10, Blazer
Out front, he blowing up my pager
Aiyo I hope this nigga's about getting cash
'Cuz mom's is about to evict my broke ass

Chill, my cousin's like the 2001 Mr. T
Rock mad ice and platinum, watch you gonna see
He pushin' a 600, with color TV in the visor
And got more gadgets, than McGuire
(Ooh)

We gonna make dough on the W ain't seen
In your lifetime or my lifetime yo mad cream
Oh shit, you seen that car that drove by?
(Yeah)

Well, that was his X-hoe Lisa and that was Y
He told us to drive through the hood and if we caught her
Take back that 300-Z that he just bought her, so what's up
Nigga I don't give a fuck, whatever we gotta do

We can take the bitch car, the money and jewels too
Make this u-turn, we'll catch her at the light
And get right, off of this quick jooks tonight
I don't give a fuck