Lyrics

"He was a nigga yesterday, he's a nigga today, and he gonna be a nigga tomorrow!" What a niggy know? Yo a niggy know the game What a niggy name, black? X like the flick slick What a niggy clique be? The Kause, CM crew What a niggy do? Let the monkey out the Zulu's, it's on my back now repeat I'm the X A biggy not a bigot pass the 40 man I'll take it ta swig Save shit for after the gig ya dig? Buds like figs pick out sticks and twigs Like Sub picks out wigs, I jigs like a shank, Zev Love X I be sex like swank So crank up the cuts and get some ups on the Ziggy-ziggy I gots ta gots ta rock the mic and grab my niggy-niggy (Nuts!) One two, sound off chumsy, finna flip the script like roundoff summy Yummy to the tooth, bitter to the tummy Help keeps that monkey monkey shit constipated for me jimmy jimmy rummy Now where my money at fat? Livin' like that Ziggy from the funnies cat, yeah We both be in the papers, me from pullin' capers with the gatt it's like that Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all! Yes yes y'all, like this y'all Yes yes y'all, like this y'all Like that y'all, to the beat repeat What a niggy know? Your ho, she know why What a niggy go by? Dead roach, no joke What a niggy smoke kid? Nothin' but the raw spots What a niggy got? Bis-a-busy is a what I get props yo I gets more Stick 'em up a niggy boxed 'cause I gets raw Lots of many many plenty of leeway, subroc AKA Dingilizwe Cock-a-doodle-do with the head up y'all Like a quadruple fat goose I, swell up child See ya diaper that leaves a soggy I'll bungee jump kick ya butt like Miagi No curls, no braids but steel wool With my ill style mad Gs I pull (yeah) I lay lower than a limbo stick Follow me quick, or leave alone a jimbo stick Can ya dig it? I roll rugged Clock me dumb and my nigga will fly that nugget To the drum y'all, stung I caught y'all I shadowbox that ass and teleport y'all A yesh yesh y'alls Like this y'all, like that y'all, to the beat y'all! Like that y'all, to the beat y'all, yes yes y'all Like that y'all, yes yes y'all, like this y'all Like that y'all, like this y'all, like that y'all To the beat y'all, like that y'all, to the beat y'all Check it! I'm the one hun if ya checkin for the rhyme Some for any party turn my hat back then mic check two Ninety-three for the time, c'mon everybody, let's rock that That, that, uungh, niggaz shoulda known it If I chase the cat I'ma bone it doggone it and good riddance I keep my funky mittens off them kittens and I don't quit But if I catch the AIDS I'll be quittin the bullshittin' Written by the pen of the X, ak The chicken crossed the street 'cause he seen me with a mask Knockin' over trash cans and mail boxes on my block (ka-blaow!) Sounded like a rock rock y'all Like that y'all, to the beat y'all, yes yes y'all Like that y'all, like that y'all, to the beat y'all Yes yes y'all, like this y'all, yes yes y'all Like that y'all, like that y'all, to the beat y'all Like that y'all, like this y'all, like that y'all To the beat y'all, like that y'all, like this y'all Like that y'all, like this y'all, like that y'all Like this y'all, like that y'all, to the beat!
Writer(s): Daniel Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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