 Chopped & Screwed » Ang lyrics [+ Idagdag +] |
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1. _ If It Ain't Live, It Ain't Me
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2. _ Danger (Been So Long)
You know what time it is nigga,
and you know who the fuck this is
DANGER! DANGER! Get on the flo'!
The nigga right chea; sing it!
Been so long (sing it!) Since, he's been on
So please (get on the flo'!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
Go tell the DJ to put my shit on
I'm keepin you niggas and bitches in jump from the minute I get on
Takin they shirt off, showin they tattoos,
screamin and hollerin and all
Got the gift to come up with it,
put it together, deliver it, make them feel it, bitch I been on!
Sharp! Like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener
Bad! Like that student in the principal's office
Put rappers in coffins, they dive like dolphins
I'm the damndest lyrical marvel you come across often
So watch yourself!
Or fuck around and get beside yourself, I know!
Go head though.. bounce them titties
shake that ass, drop that pussy, but stay in line hoe
Fuck a cain't, cuz you can can
Cocked up, head down, pussy poppin on a handstand
Leave that pussy smokin
If you gon' do somethin then bend over, and bust that pussy open
Been so long (sing it!) Since, he's been on
So please (get on the flo'!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
Been so long (sing it!) Since, he's been on
So please (get on the flo'!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
My fuckin concert line around the corner
Parkin cars, niggas lookin for they bitch, nothing on her!
You lookin good momma - Why? Pshh, what's up homie?
Sirens, limousines, and the club owner - ya bitch you!
If you late, ain't no gettin in this bitch cuz it's fillin up
Inside packed from the floor to the ceilin up
The building ain't big enough!
I'm backstage bouncin adrenaline buildin up!
The pussy cutter, did I stutter?
The heart flooder, make your woman drawers melt like butter
Down like Nelly, I'm +Hype+ like "Belly"
The rhyme seller! Kick ass like Jim Kelly!
Stand up, round out, boot up and frown
Tell a nigga if he wanna try it then bitch come on down!
No sweat, no blood, no tears
And if I tell you it's the shit then BITCH THAT'S WHAT IT IS!
Been so long (sing it!) Since, he's been on
So please (get on the flo'!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
Been so long (sing it!) Since, he's been on
So please (get on the flo'!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
DANGER!
Talkin 'bout DANGER!
Motherfucker look!
Get on the flo'!
The nigga right chea!
DANGER!
(Motherfucker) Watch your back!
DANGER!
(Look look) Nigga what! (look look)
Get on the flo'!
The nigga right chea!
Get 'em up!!!
Been so long (sing it!) Since, he's been on
So please (get on the flo'!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
Been so long (sing it!) Since, he's been on
So please (get on the flo'!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLO'!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA!
SING IT! DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLO'!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA! HUH!
This is my motherfuckin flo'!
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3. _ P***y Pop
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4. _ Y'All Ain't Ready Yet
"Y'all Ain't Ready Yet"
[Precise]
Man, them niggas can't fuck with you, man, fuck them niggas man!
[Mystikal]
I know, I, I, I know
I know y'all niggaz can't fuck with me cause I can't
fuck with my damn self
I know, I know y'all niggaz can't fuck with me I
I know y'all niggaz...
Ungh, got-damn it took a nigga
thirteen motherfucking years through this shit
bruh, I been rappin since La-Di-Da-Di some fucking where
I know y'all niggaz I know y'all niggaz I know y'all niggaz
Aw shit, it's on nigga
[Chorus:]
I'm still not that nigga to fuck with buster, bad for your ho health
I know y'all niggaz can't fuck with me cause I can't fuck with my damn self
When Mystikal hits the door (door closing sound)
See can't nobody fly, through the swamp and bayou, like I do
I know y'all niggaz can't fuck with me and they can't but they try to
Some niggaz just need to be warned
It's gonna be harder to get it up on a my own
nigga go ring the alarm
Matter fact better know what it take
for the back of your head to hit that grass
Let' s get this straight from the jump
I ain't playing with your bitch ass
These outside niggaz that run to the mic better come clean
Fuckin with that Saudi Arabian
Desert Storm veteran 12th ward offspring
I'm runnin these niggaz to the jets
to the hills, to the back of the tracks
A-A-ask them hos, did I do that?
I'm coming boisterous with 5 million switches
I'm the man with single and double and triple
and four five six time them bitches
I'm the nigga with the go head, fuckin your bitch up in your bed
standin 5 foot 'leven dick crooked like a roach leg
Much bone and I don't fail a test
Little nigga fuck hos both sides of the river
I can't be fucked with, you can't touch this better grab hold
Bitch I'm so cold I'm like a 24 year-old north pole!
Give a fuck about these raggly ass hoes
Grippin my nuts as I strut in my baggy ass Girbauds
Makin em stop, (bigidabounce) pause, Like Jubilee All
I'm harder than a nigga watchin' Janet Jackson in draws!
But if ya catch me on the tv, or the radio spell it
M-Y-S-T-I-K-A-L y'all ain't ready though!
[Chorus 2x]
[Precise]
So Mystikal, in your own words could you explain your style?
I gotta get a rhyme that can tumble through the air like a Rambo spear
See y'all can stop lookin at another nigga
face cause bitch the man right here
You nigga didn't think that I could swing mine
Bitch I'm doing bad and saying rhymes at the same time (I ain't lying)
Talking behind my back don't make me no nevermind
Cause all you can say is I'm smarter than Einstein
I'm fire like Cayenne!
You'll never catch me cause I'm swift as a hyena
Gimme the chance I'll rock the lakefront arena
like Teena Marie be rockin Tipitina's (damn Gina)
Tall dark strong long and lean ain't nobody comin cleaner
It's all in the way I lay my game down
Watch me swing with the gillotine rollin round nigga town
But everybody think these niggaz be wantin me
to prove that I'm the man
Bitch I'm colder than a freezer, cooler than a fan
I got no love for no b-i-e-otch
Matter fact's been that way since I was wearin osh kosh b'gosh
But yet y'all steadily trying to squab bout me
When I come in this door the only thing y'all can do is talk about me
Better get some business about yourself that's what you better do
Matter fact I'm a tell you mother fuckers three things I'm a never do
One : never gonna change my style
Two: never gonna bounce, three: never gonna bow
I'm gettin tired of being sick and tired
Nigga you got a problem with me gettin' high
Suck big dick and die
Same rhyme phrase get me paid, they can't fade
the tan shade man with the braids
Bitches peep as I creep through the 12th ward
I done offended these niggaz compare me
to niggaz that gotta practice looking hard
Bitch-a won't leave me alone
I'm not that Thug and I'm not that Ruggish but I do pack Bone
Black prince of the south that's my title
Bitch I'm whoo chka ckha oooooww! bad like Michael
I'm throwin rhymes at a steady flow
(Inhaling) whoo there they go y'all niggaz ain't ready yo
[Chorus]
Bitch I pimp hos instead of an army petty shit it don't harm me
Bitch I'm entertaining like Cedric and I'm mac like Bernie
I'm black like Menace and I'm g like Slimm
I'm Sporty like T and I'm smooth like Tim
I can click just like the boot camp but I'm conscious like daughter
Bitch I'm insane but um, you still be wantin
to claim that I'm your partner
I'm Down just like Bust plus I'm Ice just like Mike
And I'm the living lyrical miracle I'm just ice like precise
I'm the invisible man you blind you can't see shit
Picture I got more bitches on my dick than bitches at FREAKNIK
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5. _ Hypno
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6. _ Bouncin' Back (Bumpin' Me Against the Wall)
[Hook 2X: Mystikal] + (Pharrell)
You keep bumping me against the wall
Yeah I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me... trust me
(You ain't seen bouncin' back)
[Verse 1]
I really be throwin' my words
Standing 'em up, and jammin' on the one
That ain't nobody but Neptunes bammin' on the drum
Swift flip kicks landing from the tongue
More dramatic than batman and robin, ba na na na na na
The one that be handling they business, be sharper than a thumb tack
The one that be dropping these albums, showing 'em how to come back
And you gon' respect me and appreciate where I run at
You ain't gone piss me off, cause you sorry that you done that
I gets meaner, badder, stronger and ferocious
You don't even much wanna see the rest
I'm coming back mo' fearless, mo' determined to fold the set
I ain't even started yet
So if you ain't ready you better get ready
I know I do it better when I'm being opposed
Ah stick ya chest out, keep your chin up
'Cause sometimes you gotta get knocked down to get up
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
No matter what happened that's only once it's shame on you
You come up and here and do it again then it's shame on me
Sometimes we be getting in trouble we didn't want learn or
Sometimes we be getting in trouble we ain't gon' see
I accept my wages like the way that I fail
I grow, I take 'em in stride and but 'em under my belt
I learned from you just like you learned from me
I plead, I pray for peace and perfect harmony
Somebody said fool you better keep on rapping
Stop that trippin', causin it ain't gone happin'
I told them look you better mind yo business
Change yo' way of thinking and keep on living
Done started some trouble and you ain't been out since
Cause you stuck inside scared watching CNN
Just take the precaution so yo life will be better
Tell my friends to call me I ain't accepting no letters
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
You heard about me, yeah you had to
Hmm-huh, I know you changed ya mind you ain't the only one with bad news
I know that they made you feel strange huh
You was right in the middle complainin' and forgot what you was cryin' bout
It could be you time and it might be
You can't do nothing about it, its God will thats just how life be
One day it hit 'cha then its gone
And I'm serious and you ain't never even gone feel it until it hit home
That's when the pain run sharper and deeper
You ain't eat that's when the days feel slow and long
I know you miss 'em so it's time to uplift 'em
Try to pick the pieces up and find a way to drive on
I tell you the truth so don't lie to me
Get back Satan don't bother me
And that's the way its gotta be
And real as ever so I hope you proud of me
[Hook]
[repeat to fade]
You keep bumping me against the wall (*3X*)
(You ain't seen bouncin' back)
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7. _ Shake Ya A**
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8. _ Murder 2
Mothafuckin' murderer [Repeat]
Murdered my sister
The only thing I'm tryin to tell is to take it to that nigga
Get that mutherfucker what I tell myself
Make that mutherfucka feel what Chell felt
Heavenly father use your will to bring them tears to her eyes
Fuck the fussing and the fights, why she have to die
Couldn't believe my baby to leave away from here so goddamn early
I tried to tell her that nigga was bad news, but she ain't heard me
Fact was that she loved this bitch
But she found love on the graveyard shift
And how many mutherfuckin' quick lift, or spliff, on the fifth
Find my baby sister she ain't deserve that shit
Nigga you couldn't of, nigga you wouldn't
Put your hand on a women, how could it be my sister
Can't say I wouldn't miss her
But I wouldn't forget cha
Get that bitch for every time he hit ya
He gone pay for what he did ya
MURDER!
Motherfuckin' murderer [Repeat x 3]
Possesed that nigga that hurt her
100% black queen self every women
Nigga you lost your fuckin' life when you took hers from her
You took her from her brothers
And her baby mother from her
But after it's said and done, your ass gone burn like its summer
Even a fuck 'bout a system
Sister was your victim
Fuck, he said he did it
What the fuck you mean you're being a victim
Fuck him, I'll get 'em
Be that nigga to deal with him
Cut him and split him, reverse that feelin'
Committed mutherfuckin' centuries under my ceilin'
The paper said lacerations to her neck's what did the killin'
But that's on my first born to make him my first blood
Nigga you took her from her fuckin' close friends and first cous'
She would probably miss my partner she was cool with
Multiplied by the people she went to school with
Nevertheless, rest, my sweet sister
I'm about to handle this business
Get that thing and kiss ya picture
Heavenly father, he done put me in that water
But I got to get that bitch for what he did to my momma daughter
Never dreamed he'd be the one to hurt her
She died a bloody murder
MURDER!
Motherfuckin' murderer [Repeat x 4]
Into the tick-tock of the wee hour
Shit started to get sour
She was killed by that fuckin' coward
How could nothin' take so much and
No more was uppin', no more huggin'
But his conscience know the truth, so he fucked up and
Her memory was all that was left, so to that I'm clutchin'
She was taken out of your reach, now you can't touch her
Unfortunately also taken from us, so we gotta suffer
Gobblin' down to that last supper
Gotta hustle
Feelin' my album shake the devil up
Reconstruct this motherfucka
I never slowed down, just throw it down like I know how
Thought I do it like she would have wanted me to do it
I still can't believe I lost her in the worst way
She died wearin' my very first T-shirt on my birthday
Now what the fuck I'm supposed to celebrate
Would have celebrated if I caught his ass
But I got in my bed and it's too late
Everybody gotta roll they must play
No hollerin' when to pray
But this mutherfucka gotta pay
There will be no reasonable excuse for what you've done
Even ignored him when he started stealin' from me
'Cause them was crumbs
A raindrop to a river
Huh, a sinner to a christian
A holler to a whisper
She was the sole reason that I got along which ya
But I'm a never heal from the scars of what you did to my sister
MURDERER!
Motherfuckin' murderer [Repeat x 6]
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9. _ Outro
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10. _ Still Smokin'
Still Smokin Bud Still Smokin Weed
King Edward Philly Blunt Swisha keep groovin Tampa Sweet good ol
Optimo easy water joker
My lips get black and my fingertips burn and my eyes half way open
Cough Cough and I'm chokin
But bitch I'm Still Smokin!
I want to be puffin this like I ain't be worryin bout nothin
If you gonna get the cigar
Nigga I'll do the stuffin
I roll em swoll like broken arms
But I sure hate when they come around this bitch I don't know talkin bout
What chall smokin on cause
Niggas like that we call em Hoovers
They try to get cool with ya
To smoke your weed up
Is what they do ya
Puff Puff Puff Puff Godammit!
Nigga you ain't chip in no shit here
Bitch What's Happenin!
But if you did then its good and it goin down
Get rid of them nickels and them dimes
Bitch we throwin pounds!
Tenth through 11th to the 12th ward bound
But P said one of my niggas I heard somebody say
One Time!
But I paid it no mind and I kept rollin
But that was the Po Pos
I gotta get rid of this fat ass Optimo that I'm holdin
Excellerate and I made that left on line center
I hit that bitch one more time
Then threw it out the window
Young niggas in a big white truck
You know what's up
They're lookin to catch you fuckin up
It just so happened that I was hot
They looked in the back on the floor
And the silver canon and they found the pot
I can't believe that I got popped
It took me 2 hours and 1500 dollars
To get unlocked
Straight from jail to the weed spot
Shit I took that as a minor setback
Hell no I ain't stop!
And I'm
Still smokin bud
Still smokin weed
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11. _ Man Right Chea
Uh oh whutcha want whutcha gon do nigga
It's the man right Chea
I know y'all nigga ain't fuckin wit me you lookin for me
If you gonna be down with me
You gotta be down for year round
You see what I'm doin but don't like it even though everybody and their moms
is bout it bout it
Up in concerts cryin to the croud you used to be down but now you doubt it
You fuckin playa hatin cowards!
We rule over here
We buildin the No Limit mountain
2 million records and countin
So how the fuck is you soundin
Nothin but lessons
2 multimillionaires rhymin
Soundscan be astounded
We sellin, ya'll drownin
Black owned and climbin
CDs across the counter
Told y'all I was gonna do it
But you didn't want to see
Wasn't worried about a nigga
Till I was leavin
Come here, let me show you the difference between a man and a ho
It's the man right chea, oh you lookin for me
Here I Go!
Whutchu want do nigga
It's the man right chea
Chastising proovalizing stop em from dissin
If I'm in it I own it
Put the keys in ignition
I hope your seatbelts get fastened
I'm known for massive harassing
Havin to snatch your ass off the mic
Grab ya and slap ya
Psh come here psh come here
I know you ain't gonna do it no more
You sayin my name you must be lookin for me
Here I Go!
Whutchu whutchu want do
Whutchu gonna do
We can do it whenever however you want to
Entrepreneur soldier guns galore
Watch em burn bitch burn like a flame thrower
Rock it all sharp as a bull's horn
Gaul strong as a python
Whores they get they fight on
Soon as I cut my mic on
Niggas getting humped or stumped
Fumbling mcs I crumble
Come through like the reaper
So daily you don't want to rumble
That's right don't panic
Mystikal the mechanic
Sank you like a torpedo gigantic
As the titanic
Rhymes I'm hummin keep hummin
I'ma keep comin
Grabbin ya woman
But the drummer still drummin
Hard hitter bullshitter head splitter when brittle
Assassinate a rookie killa
Like Adolph Hitler
A mandingo WARRIOR
Guns Galore
Opponents get crushed
I'm too cruel to be moved
Too fuckin much to be touched
Got em danglin and janglin
To that shit when they hear this
Fight me like a fight bitch I'm tragy like a terrorist
You think you don't like it but I have yet to begin
You'd rather be my enemy cause I'ma deadly friend
So stay the fuck from around me do I make myself clear
Unless you lookin for the man
Cause the man right chea
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12. _ Jump
Poof, oh no not you, fuckin' right bitch
Uh, what uh poof fuck, jump round jump
C'mon jump, jump, jump round, jump jump
I ain't got no more answers left, bitch i rap it all
You just ain't gonna have no more head after I snatch it off
What in the fuck is you thinkin?
You can't do shit if you stankin!
Keep on thankin if I say it then it's done
I give a fuck what you bringin
Because my ????? elbows be swingin
You here those fuckin choppers cuttin niggas, run nigga!!!
Hike nigga, hut what
Nigga want some?!
Ain't nothin for ya represent where i come from
Front son, brown blood, I'll lay all of you down son!!!
Recognize a fuckin killa when you be around 'em
Values and ?????
Sterroids and alcohol still a fuckin athlete
Cock strong with my jock strap on with the time clock
Bout to run the rock home
Yo ace brew crew and a hole in the clutch and a pocket on the field
And the down gets touhed!!!!
Chorus 2x: Uh oh here I come, here I go,uh oh, jump round jump!!!
Watcha want to do?!
Watcha gonna do?!
Let me know girl, jump, jump!!!
You can tell by the style of losin
I got all of my adveseries cruisin for a brusin with contusions
Cuts, atserations, broken bones, and open soars
Ripped spleans, sprained ankles, and broken noses
I bust the microphones i flip on!!!
I step on the stage and get my grip on
That's when you get you get the skip on!!
It's on and I'm the shit homes!!!!
I fucked around and lost count of bitches I put the dick on
My ?????
And I'm cool when I talk to P
They fuckin call me the home-town hero
I'm the center of attention
The topic of the discussion
It's understood they already know with out me sayin nothin
It's been like that since these niggas been down here wearin badges
I'm off the heasy!!!!!
I'm the reason for this pimp rap!!!
So I stumble over myself sometimes like I ain't got no mind
I said fuck it dawg I'm over the crowd like the goal-line!!!!!!!!
Chorus
Nigga you just like ten yards
Always the fisrt down
Be the first muthafucka off the bus and the last nigga to clown
Ol' sometime ass nigga ol' fake regular regular everyday common ass
No drama ass nigga
I keep these niggas sippin' on super dick and advil
Punch 'em in their muthafuckin ass and keepin it that real
Ain't nothin you can do to keep a nigga off the score board
It's fourth and four
FUCKIN RIGHT I'm GONE!!!!
Chorus:4x
Jump, round, jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, round, jump watcha want to do watcha gonna do
JUMP, JUMP!!!
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13. _ Here I Go
what you what you gon do
what you gon uh
what you what you gon do nigga?
what you what you want what you gon do nigga
HERE I GO!!!
HERE I GO!!!
HERE I GO!!!
HERE I GO!!!
HERE I GO!!!
I, know y'all niggaz ain't fuckin wit me cuz I cant fuck wit my damn self
HERE I GO!!!
I, know y'all niggaz ain't fuckin wit me cuz I can't fuck wit my damn self
HERE I GO!!!
DA MAN RIGHT CHEA!!!
(da man right chea)
Da Man
Da Man Right Chea
mister man right chea!
HERE I GO!!!
HERE I GO!!!
y'all muthafukkaz betta get ready to rumble!!
get in da line like a conga
plastic like plumbin
spicy like gumbo
Y'ALL MUTHAFUKKAZ AINT READY!!!!
hey to dem boyz
get at dem bitches and cut dey ass
as sharp as a machetti
dope I dont, herbs I do,
you bitches probably couldnt see me wit a birds eye view
ooh,
it's alive, finna make yo head spin
stop walkin da one way to a fukkin dead end
bitch ya yellow, coward-hearted
gotta erase dem boys
get da gas and he can go
get this fukkin fire started
Yo heart jump like a base line bump
you bad enough to meet the alligator in the swamp
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
Da Man Right Chea!!
I, know y'all niggaz aint fukkin wit me cuz i cant fukk wit my damn self
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh,
What you muthafuckas know bout rappin?
(what you muthafuckas know bout rappin?)
Who Put you on the map?
(who put you on the fuckin map?)
I, know y'all niggaz aint fukkin wit me cuz I cant fukk wit my damn self
(my damn self)
HERE I GO!!
DA MAN RIGHT CHEA!
(somebody said that you wuz lookin for me!)
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
Uh, Uh,
Damn,
(somebody said that you was lookin for me)
Uh,
(uh)
Uh,
all right
(what you be doin, what you be doin?)
Rhyme slayin,
straight, suckaz Im slayin
hoes Im layin
niggaz can't barely stand
I got em layin and prayin
the man (....?....)
ask them hoez, I aint playin wit em
Wanna get beef,
I haveta turn my cheek
cock back like like mad max
and knock out one of dem fuckin teeth
Im a mean, gene machine
the exocutioner, be appeased wit gillotine
my lifestyle is rural
I'll hit on ya poodle
after disaster, have ya sippin on chicken noodle
get ya ass in gear and,
gettin fucked while ya winnin
Im the shark in the dark, Bitch at night dont go swimmin
cuz if you do you doomed
(...?...) I'll be da king of da looney toons
sweatin and gaspin,
Im a massive assasin
All this smashin and smashin
kickin ass wit a passion
mystikal's on a role
jus that cold
(ice cold)
Anotha nigga couldnt touch me wit a flagpole
wanna fight Iron Mike
but ya too damn light
like a knife,
I'll rip ya from ya ass to ya appetite
gangsta
(...?...)
Fuck a (?) I'm the foreign minister
don't brag fast
wanna battle? BRING A BODY BAG!!
I'm gonna need it, to carry yo stupid ass
I observe, Time to serve
rhymes I heard
like words of King George III
I proceed, to mislead
the sweet hoes i cheated
Devour like its sour like Johnny Appleseed
I intrude,
Hoes call me rude
Bitch I'm smooth,
whatch ya fuckin attitude
blast from the past
curse like I'm mad
I'm like a black cat
on the trail of a fat rat!
You finna overdose and choke off these rhymes I wrote
(somebody said that you wuz lookin for me!!)
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
HERE I GO!
DA MAN RIGHT CHEA!!!
Im comin straight for yo throat,
like a coyote on a goat
nobody know,
you sweatin me like a hoe
be no,
you hoe
cannot find a antidote
cuz when i start to float
murder he wrote
Huff puff and bluff
come touch this rough stuff
and get cuffed
snuffed buffed and scuffed
you can't hit this
get with this no witness
I'm bad to da bone, I'll fuck you up with the quickness
I paid my dues
I'm bad news to fools
I choose you lose
fuck you fools
I wreck Boo-Coo crews
wit the words i use
I'm bout to be feelin like ZZ hill cuz im screamin and screamin and singin the blues
you be (...?...)
I never bled in battle, I refuse to lose
You can bring ya whole posse, bitch I still wont lose
I'll stomp ya whole staff,
you must want a bloodbath,
fuckin riff-raff
break you in half
and laugh
then snap and served you
I (..?..) and heard you
think about dem words you heard
you fuckin nerd
you tried to probably rob me
dodge me
fuckin fightin makin money on my hobby
freezin degrees
run em up, shut em up, buttered em up
what up?
wanna fight? bitch, put em up
how dat sound?
come get knocked down
bolos I throw bitch you won't last no round
I bet let's see
what we can fuck wit next
Step dat ass in the ring
(ding)
and I'mma jab it and jet
Cuz I am the baddest black prince of the south
If you run up, you'll get knocked the fuck out!!!
pound for pound, blow for blow
we can go
into the ring
Ass whoopin
HERE I GO!!!
HERE I GO!!!
HERE I GO!!!
Da man right chea!
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