Handle That Lyrics

(Adlibs)

Chorus:
You got a problem with the squad?
We can handle that!
You got a problem with your broad?
You can handle that!
You wanna come to Broakland?
Dude can handle that!
It ain't no one but Grip Grand
Who can handle that!
You get to talkin' all loud?
We can handle that!
You try to walk in our crowd?
We can handle that!
You need a problem fixed?
We can handle that!
It ain't a problem, bitch,
We can handle that!

Verse 1:
We got solutions to your conflict.
1-800-CALL GRIP
Any discrepancy, get 'em all fixed.
We need to get a office, need to get us all rich.
Potna', I got cousins in the swamp huntin' alligators
and crawfish.
Plus you're stuck in Broakland,
motherf*ckin' Broakland,
Prob'ly 'cuz your father and your mother f*cked in
Broakland.
Yo, it's hard to leave when you're shackled and locked,
like
"30 minutes in the yard, then it's back in the box!"
So pop your pockets for us, empty 'em out.
God gave me automatic weaponry instead of a mouth.
I rap razors! Get 'em if they not with the team.
The bad tailor—I'll rip 'em apart at the seams! While you pretend to be sick like Ferris Bueller,
Grip Grand drop gems like a careless jeweler.
I'm the future! Don't let my appearance fool 'ya.
You don't wanna get embarrassed, do ya'?

(Chorus)

Verse 2:
I keep on puttin' all this work in.
Phone is steady chirpin…
No, it isn't mine. I got a beeper, but it's br-ken.
Yo, I mean "it's broken", similar to Broakland.
Carrots in your grill like you a motherf*ckin' snowman?
I may never have that,
But I got a hazardous flow. Your rap is a joke—it
should come with a laugh track.
I'm nothin' to laugh at. My style is so amazin', plus
So much dope, call me angel dust.
It's dangerous to think you could hang with us.
We sit on 50-inch rims, 'cuz we take the bus.
That's why they call it budget ballin',
But I'm goin' all in.
Runnin' through your town like a hurricane in New
Orleans.
I guess you lied if you said you would rock it.
Make MCs drop the mic like Sexual Chocolate.
Got an obsession with chocolate, Thai stick, and
broccoli.
You lookin' for a trick?
Surprise, bitch, it's not me!

(Chorus)

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