Lyrics:
[Tech N9ne] (Yukmouth)
Regime killas, ah
What the deal
(It's that lethal)
What's poppin
Regime niggas in this motherfucker for the one nine nine
and steadily smokin marijuana?
Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA!
(Yukmouth)
My baby mamma, probably been screwed
by so many dudes that she's confused
Keep makin
[Yukmouth]
THUGG LORD !!!!!!!
Salute!
Whut bitch, aiight, AIIGHT!
We got a bitch ass nigga in our presence
A fucking imposter
Get yo ass up
YouknowhatI'msayin? And fa sho no lie
29th Street Crip Gang nigga, see-Bo holdin nothin back
Yukmouth, Spice 1 and we do it live, for the world it's still fuck off
sayin? And fa sho no lie
29th Street Crip Gang nigga, C-Bo holdin' nothin' back
Yukmouth, Spice 1 and we do it live, for the world it's still fuck off
an hustlas, get ya bread on mayne (B-Legit!)
Ya Capable (E-40 man!)
Ya Capable
Ya Capable
Peep it.
[Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*]
Eh, eh
Uh
Live an direct
You little punk motherfucker do yo thang
You bitch ass niggas won't do a thang
So shut the fuck up and
Peep some game from me
You just a BI I TCH!
to the S
Dug the shitty gold-diggin bitches
But then I got cheaper like Lucky's, the low price leader
It's the thang to do, up and give the ugly ho's the boot
azz
and you always let it slide when she do bad
you never knew that this bitch had like eight niggaz
on her side, and she break and she shake niggaz
But they claim we doin dirt.
Verse 2 *(Yukmouth)*
It's like sixteen fiends get they welfare checks,
no po-po a 4-0 an some bomb,
an I'll be there when
wanna do
Got damn it fuck nigga what yo wanna do [repeat 1x]
Now what you wanna do (you scared) [repeat 2x]
Well nigga FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK
[Intro (Yukmouth)]
Where my dboys at n***a?
It's yo boy Yuk in the building man
look
[Verse 1 (Yukmouth)]
Rap game lame but the dope game booming
What, What you're livin here
To live the life that gangstas do
(My buddy, my buddy [repeats])
[Kurupt]
Check it out
No bitch ass niggas, no funny
when I do it
No it ain't nothing to it
Snatch ya chains
Splatter brains
Acting like they knew it
Regime the new team
Kill for the cash green
Split
worldwide
Keep some killers by my side
Do this shit worldwide
Six in the morning, niggas up at my door
Reached under the pillow for the 44
See, you know it’s
the night wit me
Don't care what we do
Juss as long as I'm with you.
Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*
Now we can kick it in my 4 point 6
Bangin "It's All On A Bitch"
so faded, broke wit a album
But bitches on my dick like I ate it
I'm use to smellin fish, but not that kind
Look you's a hoochie, want to do me,
turn around, grab you and stab you
Get executed, 'cause I'm a Luni, I got a Yukmouth
And it's polluted, I cock it back, then shoot it
I love snatchin'
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
busted is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke by my mouth taste like big ? like my nigga Yukmouth
I
away,
Cuddled wit an Ivy toilet,
But I'm back now,
Commits to get it on,
Not spoil it,
I'm Drink-A-Lot,
Take a jug of sumpthin' big an do my
busted is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke by my mouth taste like big ? like my nigga Yukmouth
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