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What you, what you gon'?
What you, what you gon'?
What you, what you gon' do?
What you wan' do, nigga?
What you, what you gon'? (What you want?)
What you, what you gon'?
What you, what you gon', what you want?
What you wan' do, nigga?
Here I go
Here I go
(It's the man right here)
Here I go
Here I go
Here I go (the man right here)
I (know) know y'all niggas ain't fuckin with me
'Cause I can't fuck with my damn self (my damn self)
Here I go
I (I) know y'all niggas ain't fuckin with me
'Cause I can't fuck with my damn self (damn self)
Here I go (here I go)
The man right 'chea (it's the man right 'chea)
The man
The man right 'chea (it's the man right 'chea)
Here I go, here I go
Y'all mothafucka's betta get ready to rumble
Get in the line like a conga, plastic like plumbin'
Cise on the bongo
Y'all mothafucka's ain't ready
Hey to them boys
Get at them bitches and cut they ass
As sharp as a machete
Dope I don't, herbs I do
You bitches probably couldn't see me with a birds eye view, ooh
It's alive, finna make your head spin
Stop walkin' the one way to a fuckin' dead end
Bitch you yellow
Coward-hearted, better bring some water
Kick the gasoline can over
Get this fuckin' fire started
Your heart jump like a bass drum bump
You bad enough to meet the alligator in the swamp
Here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go
Here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go
Here I go, here I go, here I go
(The man right 'chea)
I, know y'all niggas aint fuckin' with me
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
What you mothafuckas know 'bout rappin'?
(What you mothafuckas know 'bout rappin'?)
Who put you on the map? (Who put you on the fuckin' map?)
I (I), know y'all niggas ain't fuckin' with me
'Cause I can't fuck with my damn self (my damn self, I know)
Here I go (the man right 'chea)
Here I go, here I go
Uh, damn
Uh, uh
What you be doin', what you be doin'?
Rhyme slayin', straight, suckas I'm slayin'
Hoes I'm layin', niggas gon' barely stand
I got 'em layin' and prayin', delayin', decayin'
Ask them hoes, I ain't playin' with 'em
Wanna get beef, you'll have to turn your cheek
Cock back like, like Mad Max
And knock out one of them fuckin' teeth
I'm a mean, gene machine
The executioner, be appeased with guillotine
My lifestyle is brutal, like a pit on a poodle
After disaster, have you sippin' on chicken noodle
Get ya ass in gear, I'm gettin' fucked by your women
I'm the shark in the dark, bitch, at night don't go swimmin'
'Cause if you do, you doomed
I'll probably be the king of the LooneyTunes
Sweatin' and gaspin', I'm a massive assasin'
While I'm slashin' and smashin', kickin' ass with a passion
Mystikal's on a roll, just that throwed (ice cold)
Another nigga couldn't touch me with a flagpole
Wanna fight Iron Mike, but you're too damn light
Like a knife, I'll rip ya from ya ass to ya appetite
Gangsta since Genesis
Fuck a doctor, I'm the foreign minister, don't brag, fag
Wanna battle, bring a body bag
I'm gonna need it, to carry your stupid ass
I observe, time to serve rhymes I heard like words of King George III
I proceed, to mislead and skeet hoes, I've jeered
Devour 'cause I'm sour like Johnny Appleseed
I intrude, hoes call me rude, bitch, I'm smooth
Watch your fuckin' attitude
Blast from the past, curse like I'm mad
I'm like a black cat on the trail of a fat rat
You gonna overdose
And choke off these rhymes I wrote
(Somebody said that you was lookin' for me)
Here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go
Here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go
Here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go
The man right 'chea
I'm comin' straight for your throat, like a coyote on a goat
Note by note, you sweat me like a ho be no, you ho
Cannot find a antidote 'cause when I start to flow
Murder he wrote
Huff, puff, and bluff, come, touch this rough stuff
And get cuffed, snuffed, buffed, and scuffed
You can't hit this, get with this, no witness
I'm bad tempered, I'll fuck you up with the quickness
I paid my dues, I'm bad news to fools, I choose you lose
Fuck the rules, I wreck beaucoup crews with the words I use
Got me feelin like Z.Z. Hill 'cause I'm screamin' and screamin'
And singin' the blues, you been child-abused
I never bled in the battle, I refuse to lose
You can bring your whole posse, bitch, I still won't lose
I'll stomp your whole staff, you must want a bloodbath
Fuckin' riff-raff, break you in half and laugh
Snap and served you crackers trippin' and heard you
Think about them words you heard, you fuckin' nerd
You tried to probably rob me, dodge me
Fuckin', fightin', makin' money are my hobbies
Freeze them and breeze them up, shut 'em up, shut 'em up, buttered 'em up
What up? Wanna fight? Bitch, put 'em up
How that sound? Come get knocked down
Bolos, I throw, bitch, you won't last no round
I bet, let's see, what we can fuck with next
Step that ass in the ring (ding) and I'ma jab it and jet
'Cause I am the baddest black Prince of the South
And he who run up, gon' get knocked the fuck out
Pound for pound, blow for blow, we could go
'Cause if you're really looking for an ass whooping
Here I go, here I go
Here I go, here I go
Here I go, here I go, uh
The man right 'chea
WRITERS
Leroy Edwards, Michael Tyler
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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