(Chorus)-Lately Iv'e been hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it aint a secret
everybody know you puss n**** you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
n**** I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 pound on me
and you can have it
(Verse1)-This here make ya p*** in ya sweats
you know me michell and Ness, Smithin and Wess, Pistol and vest
I take ya life with a sound i got the whistle of death
ya boy flow put the crystal in meth
take the listeners breath
you won't believe what they do for c***
I hit the telly thrash
and slide off before the rooster crock
pour out some liquor for big let off 2 for pac
don't mingle around n***** shoot off the roof alot
f*** rattin every tooth is locked
and you cooperating
helping em d*** near recruit the block
Im blowing heavy on the sofa with the dessi
just incase a n**** soft enough to slip through the crack
Id rather throw some at you then get my s*** blew back
this is hardcore pitbull rap right out the track
The hood a bring the b**** out for ya
man I get the gwop
my money flip like fish out water(Yeah)
(Chorus)-Lately Iv'e been hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it aint a secret
everybody know you puss n**** you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
n**** I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 pound on me
and you can have it
(verse2)-Im starting to feel like I got it all sewn up
I helped raise a few of these n*****
now they think they all grown up
see these D.V.D G's is p***** off behind the scenes
spoon fed n*****
clique soft as lima beans
to be real I dont know why im even trippin
cuz we runnin s***
like diarhea drippin
the breads long the pipe big
so Im comfortabe enough to got to court in my pj's like mike did
I move around with the set long madley(that's not right)
so chill cuz you can't block those wit Shawn brdaley
im a still be here when D-block flops
I got more cash than them in my rebook box
I brighten up the picture i shine bright
standing in my way the only way to be in the lime light
im lazy when i hit and run
which means you gon get to c**
even if you dont get to come
verse 3
n***** stiff when i pass cuz im on a s***eship on wheels
fresh to def, look dude couldnt slip on pills
and you a b****, all you gotta do is slip on heels
hatin on me cuz the house on the cliff cost mils
i put pressure on ya, give ya clique boys chills
bet there wont be no more songs when the (six saw?) spills
i get the bills, a young black entrepa-n****
strapped wit a vest armed wit a trigga
my bunny got a twin tag-a-long, the b**** is a quarter
i dont mind to split 'em up, blood's thicka than water
so i capture all the episodes on the cam corder
she lick it off her stomach right after i blam on her
i turn the corner with the mack daddy limp
young supa fly black larry flint in the (?)
i thought about clappin joe, but why hit 'em wit the iron
he one big mac away from dyin
(Chorus)
and it aint a secret
everybody know you puss n**** you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
n**** I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 pound on me
and you can have it
(Verse1)-This here make ya p*** in ya sweats
you know me michell and Ness, Smithin and Wess, Pistol and vest
I take ya life with a sound i got the whistle of death
ya boy flow put the crystal in meth
take the listeners breath
you won't believe what they do for c***
I hit the telly thrash
and slide off before the rooster crock
pour out some liquor for big let off 2 for pac
don't mingle around n***** shoot off the roof alot
f*** rattin every tooth is locked
and you cooperating
helping em d*** near recruit the block
Im blowing heavy on the sofa with the dessi
just incase a n**** soft enough to slip through the crack
Id rather throw some at you then get my s*** blew back
this is hardcore pitbull rap right out the track
The hood a bring the b**** out for ya
man I get the gwop
my money flip like fish out water(Yeah)
(Chorus)-Lately Iv'e been hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it aint a secret
everybody know you puss n**** you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
n**** I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 pound on me
and you can have it
(verse2)-Im starting to feel like I got it all sewn up
I helped raise a few of these n*****
now they think they all grown up
see these D.V.D G's is p***** off behind the scenes
spoon fed n*****
clique soft as lima beans
to be real I dont know why im even trippin
cuz we runnin s***
like diarhea drippin
the breads long the pipe big
so Im comfortabe enough to got to court in my pj's like mike did
I move around with the set long madley(that's not right)
so chill cuz you can't block those wit Shawn brdaley
im a still be here when D-block flops
I got more cash than them in my rebook box
I brighten up the picture i shine bright
standing in my way the only way to be in the lime light
im lazy when i hit and run
which means you gon get to c**
even if you dont get to come
verse 3
n***** stiff when i pass cuz im on a s***eship on wheels
fresh to def, look dude couldnt slip on pills
and you a b****, all you gotta do is slip on heels
hatin on me cuz the house on the cliff cost mils
i put pressure on ya, give ya clique boys chills
bet there wont be no more songs when the (six saw?) spills
i get the bills, a young black entrepa-n****
strapped wit a vest armed wit a trigga
my bunny got a twin tag-a-long, the b**** is a quarter
i dont mind to split 'em up, blood's thicka than water
so i capture all the episodes on the cam corder
she lick it off her stomach right after i blam on her
i turn the corner with the mack daddy limp
young supa fly black larry flint in the (?)
i thought about clappin joe, but why hit 'em wit the iron
he one big mac away from dyin
(Chorus)