(I got my) I got my hand on my nutsac burnin `cross the stage
in a motherfuckin rage like a animal in a cage
I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool (fool)
Fuck around and get`cha holdin that jar Cool!
Yep that`s me on the motherfuckin mic a (mic a)
Nova happy to strike niggas like a viper
Who rules the step to the rep that I kept
for a long long long long long long long time
I got mor flavour then a truck load of Snickers
Ya punch her by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That`s how it go when ya dealin with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I`m about to let it flow
Coolio locc and I`m down ta blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper`s and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they can`t hurt me
When I`m doin dirt, that`s why I show no mercy
I flips tha scripts and it`s tha dips when I rips
and rock tha fuckin house for the Bloods and Crips
Danger danger, ol` gangsta gangsta
droppin dogs on the ??? ???
40 Thevz and the band witta plan to make some stops
Niggas die on the street but they don`t play taps
or 21 gun salute, there ain`t cahoots
My name ain`t Alex Haley but I still got roots
I bang bang bang to the air now ya dead
It was a black and white thang but now it`s blue and red
This ain`t an episode of Batman, it`s more`n like a Blackman
Slap yo` ass up and I jacked ya for ya Walkman
Niggas on the top and you don`t deserve nothin
They fightin punks, their rags is fucked, they shouldn`t even be
bumpin
Suckas play the back cos I`m dope when I rap
And my hand`s on my motherfuckin nutsac
and it`s like that!
It`s time for me to step so I`m steppin in deep (deep)
I was born a thief so ya know I`m on the creep
Sucka nigga wanna test me but he can`t best me
Buck-buck to the chest and I guess you`re death-ly
Now I gotta treat ya like a sucka
cos you`re soft like butter, you punk motherfucker
C-C-Coolio but you can call me Boo
I drop da shit on ya lyrics cos ya rhyme style is doo-doo
ass, faeces, you don`t wanna see me
with a flashlight cos I serve dat ass (right, right, right)
Word to the motherfuckin homies and you know you can`t hold me
or throw me...so blow me
How many niggas must I stick
before you get my d`ift and fully understand not to fuck with this
I never been a stoner, take ya momma home and blown her
One night stand and once again she`s a loner
Cos I won`t be played out, strung out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack
and I won`t be strayed by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets cos I`m hip to ya game
Hoes be acting like they love me but they only wanna fuck me
and suck me but don`t touch me
Back up off me hooker cos I won`t be taken
Go find you another motherfucker you can break it
I gots ta keep playin these niggas like ping-pong
and hit em like King Kong, they singin the same song
`93 is the year and yes I`m gettin bigger
Gave a shot to the 121 cos they my niggas
Scotty B ridin shotgun, BOOM he got one
Only God knows if he`ll catch a hot one
Knick-knack paddy-wack Wino`s in the back
and my hand`s on my motherfuckin nutsac
And it`s like that
Outro:
I got my hand on my nutsac
Na na na na na naaaaaa
*repeat x 2 *
And it`s like that
