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Albums:

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean] (Outlawz) · Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us (Outlawz) · Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It (Dem Franchize Boyz) · Best of Yukmouth (Yukmouth) · Best of Yukmouth (Yukmouth) · Stomp Them Grapes/Sawmill...Plus (Mel Tillis) · Grapes On a Vine (Off the Record) · Stomp Them Grapes... (Mel Tillis) · The Grapes of Wrath (The Grapes of Wrath) · Fuckin A (The Thermals) – and 67 other albums »


Caulkin' my shit
Who you think you fuckin' wit?
I said recognize the mutha fuckin' Mobb hoe
I don't know nothin', juss' heard poppin' by the door
Who
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
mutha fuckin' life when you play with the rules
They got a n-uh-nigga still singin' the blues

[Chorus]

[Yukmouth]
Bitch, next up to bat, Yukmouth
*(Yukmouth talking w/Num in the background)*
Southwest Ridas playboys (Ya highness!)
Fuckin wit tha Luniz (tha Luniz are here!)
We back in this
of the rest of the mice runnin' wit you
You pack gats then I'm fuckin' wit' you, But if you
live by the gun you gon die by the fuckin' pistol

[Chorus]
At least try to act fine
Cause I'm the nigga wit the best hand
You poochie, you look like my pitbull
Stretched the fuck out your stretch pants
You fuckin
mutha fuckin life when you play with the rules
They got a n-uh-nigga still singin the blues

[Chorus - Yukmouth and Spice 1]
Blow! Niggas boss up
dick's at attention, amazed by the tingle
Thinkin about the ho, so I gave one a jingle...THEN
Threw a fuckin brew down my neck
St., crooked letter, D-E
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"
can, 
We in Japan, 
Smokin' on a beela wit bitch, 
Some niggaz niggaz about they mutha fuckin' riches. 

Yeah, y'all might be high like Willie
over
Snatch the Tec-9's from Yukmouth
And blast *gunshots* back at ya Rover
I told you I'm the dirtiest
Him...and gettin' up the earliest
Fuckin' wit' my
I GIVE why'ALL NIGGAZ THE be	'INESS FOR FUCKIN WIT ME, IS YOU CRAZY?!?

[Chorus]
[DMX]
Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn
BLAM BLAM, lungs
paid by the G's wit ease (word up)
We're blowin' up your fuckin' spot (no doubt)
'Cause when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
family's all into makin this cash.

Chorus

Look in yo eyes
an I see, the reflection of me
my little guy
thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed
before he
give y'all niggaz the b'iness for fuckin' wit' me, is you crazy?

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn;
Blam, blam, lungs are
at niggaz contantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how niggaz formulate they hatin'
You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can
NIGGAZ THE B'INESS FOR FUCKIN WIT ME, IS YOU CRAZY?!?

Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
glocks and cigs, just lots of pigs
Eh nig, your rap career will not outlast Pac and Big's
Yeah you fuckin wit some kids that ain't scared of the bricks
You
NIGGAZ THE B'INESS FOR FUCKIN WIT ME, IS YOU CRAZY?!?

Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
NIGGAZ THE B'INESS FOR FUCKIN WIT ME, IS YOU CRAZY?!?

Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?
Have that nigga in the cut, where the wood at?
Puttin' fo sale signs on they cars an house 
Yukmouth about that scrilla, scratchola 
Stackola on the up an up 
I can't be fuckin' up. 

[Chorus]
I looked up and you don't move
Ya partnuhs been fuckin wit ya cause they know how you is
Niggas be smackin ya and humpin you and snatchin yo shit
give y'all niggaz the b'iness for fuckin' wit' me, is you crazy?

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn;
Blam, blam, lungs are
fuckin' up a good time by snappin' your necks, come on

I just want to celebrate
Like my baby's first steps you heard
I just want to celebrate
Like my first
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders