*(knocking)*
Verse 1 *(Numskull)*
Damn
What`s up!?
(It`s me mayne, Money Green!)
I`m tired of no good people poppin up on the scene
I`m talkin` about them buy-no bro`s
don`t buy no Hamps, don`t buy no liquor
smoke yo whole bundle type buy-no folks
be showin` up at yo door step
got yo whole block hot
takin` off they shoes like yo house is a sock hop
(STOP! In the name of the law!)
Show up again on the strip, you gettin` floor
(I ain`t got no where to go!)
I can`t help that there bro
I got problems of my own, what you all in my hair for?
I can`t help you wit the pain you got, but I`m a tell you one mo`
time...
*(Chorus)*
Do not Ring My Bell!
But you can give me a page.
Do not Ring My Bell!
But you can give me a page.
No, don`t you ring it!
Verse 2 *(Yukmouth)*
Ring the alarm!
Another dope fiends callin`, haulin` ass to my door cuz I`m ballin`
all in my buildin`, wakin` up grown folks children
now they complainin` claimin` that I`m dope dealin`
I`m still in bed, four fifty-four in the mornin`
me and my hoe yawnin`
and there goes the bill on the noon, and yo it don`t stop
he claimin` that he smoke rock, and better take yo ass to the dope spot
fool I tote glocks, and I`m the type that blasted
I closed the door, and so you know 5-0 went past it
I got my ass kicked, they said I looked suspicious
and all of the traffic got my black ass evicted
inflicted by the drug clientel
they ask a lie in hell
but now I`m lyin` in a cell
wit no bail like the Goodfellas
I`m gonna tell ya...
*(Chorus)*
Never ever Ring My Bell!
But you can give me a page.
Do not Ring My Bell!
But you can give me a page.
No, don`t you ring it!
Verse 3 *(Numskull)*
Man, why ya`ll still knockin`!?
I`m fed up wit that
now I think ya`ll plottin`
tryin` to case my house
scopin` out my cabbage (it`s cool!)
I should start shootin` folks in the ass hole
cuz I`d a told `em before, but they still come at will
so now this time, I think that some blood should spill
it ain`t juss dudes it`s hoes too
my house ain`t the spot!
Smellin` up my crib wit yo dirty ass cock
my broad findin` out is what I`m fearin`
showin` up wit out notice, leavin` photos and earings
people knockin at my door, it ain`t me it`s different strokes
so you can go on, leave and get yo Note
playa hatas
betta save a, quarter
so you can hit me on my pager
keep comin` and I`m a mow ya
cuz I....
*(Chorus)*
Told you not to Ring My Bell!
But you can give me that page.
I told you not to Ring My Bell!
But you can give me a page.
No, don`t you ring it!
Verse 4 *(Yukmouth)*
1 and a 2 and a 3
hoes wanna do it to Num, Dru and me
she screw me and do me like V.V.D.
a hoochie
poppin` that coochie like an O.G. off the VSOP
and you know we had to work that fat ass orgy!
When I was on the turf, hoes used to smirk and straight ignore me
now it Georgie-Porgie, put in pie
couldn`t I
be in yo video half naked doin` the butterfly?
wit some other guy tattooed straight on your titty
a pretty
freakin` all the ballers in the city
you tried to rigg me
but once it`s done, once a hoe
8 months pregnant, but you know we did it 4 months ago
And yo!
I had the J the I the M
so whoever went wrong you betta ask them
and baby I ain`t the one
and I couldn`t of.
You shouldn`t have Ring My Bell!
You shoulda gave me a page.
You shouldn`t have Ring My Bell!
You shoulda gave me a page.
No, you shouldn`t have ring it!
