Bichasniguz

If the heat is on, I gotta freeze a frontin' nigga Shit'll hit the fan from the hand squeeze the trigger Atak of da Bal-Hedz! Sleep if ya wanna Beds is burned, ya step to this you'll be a goner (ha!) Bichasniguz not respected but rejected Move on 'em, move on 'em, things'll get hectic! So watch ya pockets (ha ha!), hold ya hoe (ha ha!) Ya get hurt up! That's the word up! Fuckin' with Fredro, understand, goddamn! Who the hell is that little ass man?! (ha ha!) The kid with the scams for all the tight jams Shootin' at the stands, sometimes I grease the fans Ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass, a witch ass! Nigga that's fakin' - lies for attention Try to ride a nut for a scratch so stop itchin' (uh!) Wishin' perhaps I play the right guard Tryna gain yards but I'ma hit ya with sacks! Two to the temple straight to the brain So simple and plain, ain't a motherfuckin' thing changed But a hole in ya motherfuckin' tank (ha) I would like to thank my nigga! My nigga! My nigga! My nigga-nigga-nigga-nigga! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! That's da word up! You get hurt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! That's da word up! You get hurt up! (Big DS!) I'll put a hole in ya chest (uh!) Grab ya by the neck, I hit you with the TEC Onyx in effect, we always come correct! Smack the taste out ya motherfuckin' mouth (uh!) Big DS, I show ya what it's all about Danger, danger! Danger, danger! It's all about anger, the nigga bitch banger Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! That's da word up! You get hurt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up! That's da word up! I be with the crazy criminals from the pistol projects! Beatin 'em down, whoever we suspect To fake moves, they play the bitch ass Your choice is dead or death you choose Make a bitch nigga silent as a bad case of strep throat Wild crazy klepto', keepin' 'em all petro! Duck kids on the block gettin' hot with the rocks When the time hit the clock, I knock 'em right out they Reeboks! That's my word! I hit a slick city kid or a herb from the suburbs Bullets can't discriminate so I won't either Make you holier than a bible if you not a believer! This ya worst dream when ya face my team Bend a bitch nigga over like the house of pain make 'em scream (ah!) When I get you I say, "gimme that bitch ass Slice ya throat with glass, get you a cast or a ditch fast!" Ain't nothin' worse than a bichasnigga! Ain't nothin' worse than a bichasnigga! Move back motherfuckers, the Onyx is here! My name is Sticky Fingaz, I'm the nigga in your nightmare! Forget the crowd cheers, I live off fears It's the beast in me, even the music couldn't soothe me It'll take more than U-Haul if ya tryin' to move me See, I wrote the rhyme, but it's the weed talkin' All ya bitch ass niggas best just keep walkin'! Before I spit in ya face, Onyx is the master race Ain't nothing sweet about me G, stay in a child's place With God as my witness, I broke the law And had bitch ass niggas in jail washin' my drawers Hit the floors and do crazy calisthenics Then when they try to flip they take a trip to the paramedics 'Cause ain't nothin' worse than a bichasnigga! Talk a lot of shit, throw a punch and run I have blood on my knife and a body on my gun So listen up Son, don't act wild Or I'll cramp ya style with a bullet and a smile 'Cause ain't nothin' worse than a bichasnigga Ain't nothin' worse than a bichasnigga! Ain't nothin' worse than a bichasnigga! Ain't nothin' worse than a bichasnigga! That's the word up! You get hurt up! (Hurt up, hurt up, hurt up...)