I'm not really the of nigga to play the gangsta usually I be coolin But off the motherfuckin breast I comin for no foolishness 100 on the mic kept on it seven nine doing that then I'm probably chillin Totin' that off bottle til I'm blitzed Look-a-here nigga yall that feelin But I ain't that type of nigga to shoot the shit if you're on my list But I'm that type of nigga that's quick to my business Im makin a run with shit that done Im wavin a gun now see what brung me Make niggas get brung strung hung with the slip of a tongue I unfold a truck-load as I Them can't hold they self though when I'm in my fuck mode Im keepin'em I'm keepin'em hype I'm right I'm even uptight Holdin the mic and say the word more times then Dolomite I'm that nigga that got the last words you got fat herbs and gunnin niggas down like backbirds With fast words observe I'm like badgers But I'm much much more a mouth full of adverbs and bad words Stick dick to your lip chapstick My I rap with More flava paper I'm colder then a cup of Kool-Aid Ain't been done before so nigga then why try Hittin harder then slappin motherfuckers like ChaCha I fuck with a capitol F put to death cuz nigga I club there And I'ma continue to until I come up on my last breath So 'fo we up (OH!) Homies a (HOE!) See I'm that that said so where the nine look nigga stay low
I'm not that I'm not nigga I'm not that nigga to fuck (background:He ain't that nigga to with)
get picked off Keep fuckin wit a nigga like me get Fuck fightin nigga I know Had your bitch ass like Kriss-Kross And look at the riddle I belittle Witout a nor a fiddle I'll jump in your eardrum and paradiddle wantin' to ditch I'm hummin' bitch and comin up rich In case you hadn't noticed I'm a FIRED-EM UP son of a bitch Inch by inch as I I'm a silver That bullshit that y'all niggas thought was a choke the pain of a pinch I got more gimmicks to make them bitches bounce DJ Jimmy They can't get near me they fear me But yall hear me Just like 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 as i'm that resident from that fuckin crescent That nigga know how Makin' them say (Go Child) Poppin' that pushin and shakin' that ass at a loo-ow So me the pen and the paper the pen and the pussy now PASS ME THE MIC Show you jump on yo' ass just like a Palmadite I more shit then Shawn Kemp I got more bitches then a world pimp And got more flavour then a brown I'm a be up off some shit that make a niggas want to start some shit But if you ain't brought I ain't the nigga to start shit wit'
You couldn't fuck with the old but all of a what make you think you can wit the new shit You stuck on I ain'ts that nigga to wit' A nigga might up talkin about WHAT The only way to keep my muthafuckin name out muthafuckin mouth is keep your muthafuckin shut I don't stumble and fumble fire in the gutter I'm takin'em ten at a cause I ain't SCARED of you muthafuckers I'm up I'm up and flippin'em off And then I to flow on rhymes I single then double then triple 'em up huh passes Seen massive titties and and asses But got more than the Bayou Classic More vicious then wash you up like doodoo I'm blacker then Voodoo, harder a raw ramen noodle I'm Black like Sheep, I'm like Jay,in effect like Rex I'm like Pooh, huh or Daddy I.U. I'm Ice like T, Ra like Kim, it Spice like 1 but got Enemies then the Public nigga I kick it at random standin' here gummin' til the gum Bitchin' and pitchin' a tantrum to the hair drum The bigger will a nigga that's little You can't compare a nigga like to Skid Row or Ugly Kid Joe But yet you steadily pickin with me You irk me What when you jerk your woman now tell your bitch to stop wit me I'm giving it to you man strong as a fan belt, I came I know you niggas can't fuck wit me cause I fuck wit my damn self I'm a mummble as i utter Nigga you beating me is like cuttin a of grass with wire cutters I,Get deeper than Lou I'm breakin'em off Instead of with me you safer walkin' in a lion's den with pork chop drawers I'm ready to and blaze Flip up the gauge and up the pace I'm more deadly then having safe sex, a bitch with AIDS A like myself is BAD for you hoe health I fucked bitch one time and now that hoe can't help herself That shit be kicks a niggas be smokin in cliques and tricks I roll in from Big Easy Where they boot-up A niggas rumble over the least mumbo-jumbo Standing tall like Mutumbo but talk shit than Briant Gumble That's how we do it when we kick it back on my pop or get popped Kill or get or get dropped And nigga be wondering why always findin' theyselves in some dumb shit Cause I ain't, cause I ain't, cause I that nigga to fuck with bitch
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