Lyrics:
BITE BITE, A-T-L stay TIGHT TIGHT
I'm just tryin to save ya shorty. I'ma let you know
it's real down heah. When you ride down that two
fucked it up
By lettin her know I was creepin around, with every chick in the town, Buster!
I shoulda known not to trust ya
Listen I'm losin' my life
Leave ya body on the curve
Wit like two thru you
Anybody got the nerves then it's your broad
I'm so high off the herbs, so it's your call
I'm a stand by
like a psycho white bred hybrid
Ninnies gets plucked from your eye lid
Get that, ya'll better come quick, better come fast
I'ma drop a match in ya gas
got into the car
I musta picked her up when I left the bar
Ya know I'm horny homey man I wanted to chill
But you know how mothers are, she wanted
You wanna battle the unbattable, ha
I hit you with the Hong Kong fu, I smack ya
One, two, ha hey partner
You don't really want these
Beats from
Man, one song for a dime
I got songs that'll make ya happy
And songs that'll make ya cry
I got a special poor man's blues
Two for the price of one
get seen
I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggas one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
What are ya doin' on Friday night
Can it be done by two
What are ya doin' on Saturday night
Can I come over and spend a little while with you
come up here (uh)
(One two, one two, what's happening, fool?) Come right here, this is for you, come on up
I done been through a whole lot (Kendrick
the hood (the hood, the hood, the hood)
I was raised in the hood (the hood, the hood, the hood)
We got ya back
Raised by the monsters the criminals
run, duckin' the shotgun
leavin' 'em up off my block stunned
One eighty seven lesson and we done told ya
you fuckin' with Bone you better believe
'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner
Hey come on by and listen to my song
I've got a lot of memories
And a song or two left in me
And some
can carry more than one so ya know it's on
And ya just got attacked by the maniac and played like a saxophone
Sucker ass bitch-type ass niggas
[Master
rhymes
But ya keep the killer in one place,
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker have a taste!
[Nate The Mack (Shaggy 2 Dope)]
Fucking you up won't
RAW!
Round two the rhyme regulator here to roast ya
As ya follow this to - I gave a toast to ya crew.
See, they popped on ya like a kernel,
You didn't
its about time
And
I'm a strip you to ya secrets
And then
I'm a taste you were you sweetness
And then
I'm gon give pressure where needed
And then
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high!
It's 1 A.M. and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by me just move with ya' boy
Got
grown up
But how ya ex girl get that new number
The rumors was so numerous
For sticking by me I had to give you two thumbs up
And that's why
and good Lord, aw!
(Get it baby, ge-get it baby, ge-get it baby, one time, aw)
(Get it baby, ge-get it baby, ge-get it baby, two times, aw)
Diamond
bring the drinks
And I'll bring the posy
Side by side
He's always there when ya' need him
By side
One is lonely and two is boring
Think what
my bread
Round the world if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya they love the kid
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (Yeah)
Sittin' down at a rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven, they rockin' in two by two
Well, if you feel and like it
Go get your lover, then reel and rock it
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