I'm not the type of nigga to play the gangsta Cause usually I be But off the motherfuckin breast I ain't for no foolishness 100 volts on the mic on it seven nine doing that then I'm probably chillin Totin' that crazy off bottle til I'm Look-a-here yall know that feelin But I that type of nigga to shoot the shit if you're on my shit list But I'm that type of that's quick to handle my business Im makin a run with that I've done Im wavin a gun now see what brung me Make niggas get brung strung then hung the slip of a tongue I unfold a truck-load as I Them bitches hold they self though when I'm in my fuck mode Im keepin'em tight I'm hype I'm leavin'em I'm even uptight Holdin the mic and say the word FUCK more times then I'm that nigga that got the words you got served Smokin fat herbs and gunnin niggas down backbirds With fast words observe I'm funky badgers But I'm much much more then a full of adverbs and bad words Stick dick to lip like chapstick My graphic I rap More flava more I'm colder then a cup of Kool-Aid Ain't never been done before so nigga why try Hittin harder then Popeye slappin motherfuckers ChaCha I fuck with a capitol F put Maxwells to death cuz nigga I there And I'ma continue to until I come up on my last breath So 'fo we up (OH!) chase a (HOE!) See I'm that nigga said so where the nine look nigga stay low
I'm not that I'm not that I'm not that nigga to fuck (background:He ain't that to fuck with)
You'll get off Keep wit a nigga like me get hip-tossed Fuck fightin faggot I know Had jumped your bitch ass Kriss-Kross And at the riddle that I belittle Witout a nor a fiddle I'll in your eardrum and play paradiddle Stop to ditch I'm this bitch and comin up rich In case you hadn't noticed I'm 'bout a FIRED-EM UP son of a by inch as I drench I'm a silver bullshit that y'all niggas thought was a criminal choke the pain of a pinch I got more gimmicks to make them bitches bounce like DJ They get near me cause they fear me But don't hear me like that bitch I saw Who hit my car Look-a-here I'm ran that hoe from Chipawah to I'm steady professsin' so niggas can get that funky I effervescent as i'm that resident from that fuckin That that know how them bitches say (Go Child) Poppin' that pushin and that ass like at a loo-ow So pass me the pen and the paper the pen and the now PASS ME THE MIC Show you I'll jump on yo' ass just like a I shot more then Shawn Kemp I got more bitches then a world pimp And got more flavour then a shrimp I'm a be comin up off some shit that make a niggas want to some shit But if you brought shit Then I ain't the nigga to shit wit'
You fuck with the old but all of a sudden what make you think you can wit the new shit You on stupid I that nigga to fool wit' A nigga sprout up talkin about WHAT The only way to keep my name out your muthafuckin mouth is keep muthafuckin mouth shut I don't and fumble more fire in the gutter I'm takin'em ten at a time cause I SCARED of you muthafuckers I'm up I'm up and flippin'em off And then I continue to flow on rhymes I then double then triple 'em up huh Making Seen massive titties and pussies and But got more than the Bayou Classic More then BooBoo wash you up like doodoo I'm then Voodoo, harder then a raw ramen noodle I'm like Sheep, I'm Cool like Jay,in effect like Rex I'm Grand like Pooh, huh or I.U. I'm Ice like T, Ra like Kim, it Spice like 1 but got more then the Public nigga I kick it at random standin' here til the bare gum and pitchin' a temper tantrum to the hair drum The bigger will pummel a nigga that's You can't compare a nigga Mystikal to Skid Row or Ugly Kid Joe But yet you pickin dirt with me You irk me What you jerk your woman now tell your bitch to stop flirting wit me I'm it to you man y'all strong as a fan belt, I came I know you niggas can't fuck wit me I can't fuck wit my damn self I'm making a as i utter Nigga you beating me is like a field of grass with wire cutters I,Get than Lou Rawls I'm breakin'em off of fuckin' with me you safer walkin' in a lion's den with pork chop drawers I'm ready to and blaze Flip up the and pick up the pace I'm more deadly having safe sex, with a bitch with AIDS A nigga myself is BAD for you hoe health I fucked that one time and now that hoe can't help herself That be kicks a niggas be smokin in cliques and fuckin'em tricks I roll in that Big Easy Where boot-up bitch A niggas rumble over the least mumbo-jumbo Standing tall like Mutumbo but talk more shit Briant Gumble That's how we do it when we kick it back on my It's pop or get Kill or get or get dropped And nigga be why they always findin' theyselves in some dumb shit Cause I ain't, cause I ain't, cause I ain't that nigga to with bitch
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