Lyrics:
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
that dirt
Sticks with the brown buds
Me? I ain't got shit else to do
Nigga I'm bout to get fucked up!
Two cases of green optimo burned away
Representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up
Bout it bout it rowdy rowdy
Slodiers Soldiers Soldiers Soldiers
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (we soldiers)
Huh
your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Swamp niggaz comin up, blowin like killa
Ya'll ain't ready but I ain't mystikal, I'm a deala
Niggaz slangin cane, cocoa leaves up the brain
But it's
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
with, but you're leaving out here by yourself
I'm keepin' it gangsta without the tattoos and platinum mouth
I was the rapper you heard about slappin' up
your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, raise 'em up, raise 'em up (swipe)
Drop it off in your fucking face, it's the sawed-off (hey, yeah)
Gotta get my ass
your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing
Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out
Show the world you got a
OK, open up your Bubba Gump, let me
She scrub em up, her legs that is
Fat puddy cat wit a head that's trill
The type of bitch have a nigga not paying bills
Fo real, by our God damn
high line, hello highway
Here come a big old semi my way
Stick up my thumb, hear the truck come
Trees goin' by, lookin' like a fly
On the big legs are my
shown.
Because there's only one way they won't come up all aces high,
That's it, you've let the deal pass you by,
Somebody up there bottle the thrill,
scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the pimp free (here I go)
[C-Murder]
Wake up, roll call, another day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25 I'm still
[Mystikal]
I was at the mall, and this girl passed me by
So I like her booty she said hey boy
That's when I made my move
I jammed up and jammed
the return of Mystikal's assauge
Load the revolver, it's a walk-by, but it's your way
And no way in hell, at this public disputin'
He gonna make it through, it
by my face
[Chorus: Mystikal]
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Somebody said that you were lookin' for me
Somebody said that you were
everybody tied to us
Hollering out a n**** name
But never said what up
That s*** critical, despicable, unforgivable
I too like Hot ??
Your own fan
with, but you're leaving out here by yourself
I'm keepin' it gangsta without the tattoos and platinum mouth
I was the rapper you heard about slappin' up
Hollering out a nigga name
But never said what up
That shit critical, despicable, unforgivable
I too like Hot?
Your own fan won't remember you
bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out
Show the world you got a
OK, open up your Bubba Gump, let me
niggas
That you knew from back when, when you was clockin' minor figures
Now they heard you're blowin' up like nitro
And they wanna stick the knife
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