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The Beatnuts
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Who's Comin' Wit Da Shit Na
Lyricist:Lester Fernandez, William Lora, Tineno
My glock will make the whole fucking block rumble Y'all niggers need to watch me approaching in double See, I ain't got a pop to piss Watching you homo niggers pop that Chris Drive by me, hanging out that riff
See if a nigger don't chop it off Y'all nigger's talk too much shit, y'all need to knock it off Catch your mum coming off the train Put an ice pick in the back of her brain, it's that plain
I want everything or nothing at all Give you more than whatcha aim call I get love when I shop at the mall
They all at cha, throwing down at your feet Always acting like something sweet You don't know me, homie
I'm lifeless, always getting caught in a crisis The only way out now is the write this Everybody kiss my ass 'cause I'm only flying business class You can't afford it nigger, don't ask
If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho Who's comin' wit da shit na?
If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Ayo, niggers wanna ban me like rice cakes So I grab my Nuts and tell 'em, 'Have a nice day' They wanna hate on me, all day, talk shit like it's okay And my reply is, no way José
You popping so much bull, I'm ready to say We drop the illest joints that get no play All these industry cats, can't stop the funk So hit the deck when I turn this up and pop the truck
And circulate, the state like a Charlie Gonna keep the party peoples hands up like volleyball It's Big Physc, making big money stacks Retaliating on you funny cats with murder tracks Like
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho Who's comin' wit da shit na?
If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu Who's comin' wit da shit na?
If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho Who's comin' wit da shit na
If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu Who's comin' wit da shit na
Heads bop to the beat, put your rocks at your feet On the block with fleet, base rattles the concrete Spit, heat like summer, let it clap like thunder I'm always in and out of the hood, politician was good
Let my pen write on paper, party in the skyscraper Who's the amazing, Willy Stubs, blazing the haze and Hot like the motherfucking hell that I be raising Pimp shorty, short me like, please don't report me
My life's [unverified]whilst I'm only out to get the jewelry Three heavy weights on the triple beam it seems Don't ever preach us, you'll finally decompose in the mud Willy Stubs and Beatnuts, Beatnuts and Willy Stubs Cha cha cha forward, back
Got you hoping for the new shit, exclusive, we bombing Killer instincts alarming, now who the fuck you harming? Your foaming like the five [unverified], this joints double Official, that's why we're gonna shine like crystals Uh, yea, we requested this or we rewind it
Who's comin' wit da shit na? Who's comin' wit da shit na? Who's comin' wit da shit na? Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Who's comin' wit da shit na? Who's comin' wit da shit na? Who's comin' wit da shit na? Who's comin' wit da shit na?
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