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[B.G.]
Ohhh
Man, somethin` stank
Ooohh
You smell that?
I don`t know what that is
Killin` is like a hobby: somethin` that B.G. do for fun
It don`t help to run - I`ll empty `em all out the drum
When it come down to one-eight-seven I don`t play
When it come down to you or me, it won`t be me
Got quick hands, call me Quick Draw, I`ll draw first
Hit ya, loosen up your head, watch your shit burst
Been about gun-play, puttin` bustas on T-shirts
Creepin` down the one-way lettin` that AK work
Ain`t too many niggas I beef with still here
Might could count a few rollin` `round in a wheelchair
Nigga know my background - so, cowards, stay your distance
Know if you get into it with me you get splitted
Know you could cause your momma or sister to come up missin`
It could be broad daylight - I`ll walk up and twist `em
I don`t give a motherfuck - act like ya know
If not, then ask the police for my M.O.
(Hook-4x [Turk & B.G.])
[Turk] God damn!!! What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[Turk]
I`ll make sure that a nigga is cooked and well-done
Stand over the bitch - give it to him one by one
I gotcha down bad, I`ma leave ya, cousin
No matter what time it is, I`ma leave ya, cousin
A nigga won`t go in that ocean for ya - bring it on
Do or die, nigga - you or me gon` be gone
I ain`t scared at all - my nuts hang low, wodie
Try sizin me up, that ass gotta go, wodie
Six under the dirt
is where you`ll be fuckin` with this nigga: Turk
I`ll knock your head off, put your back in your chest
Play the same twitch straight to the project
Just chill - sit back and lay low
Stay on my p`s and q`s - keep the four-four
You know how it go: give bitch-niggas hell
And I`ll make sure they`ll never get well
(Hook [Turk & B.G.])
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin`) What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin`) What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin`) What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[B.G.]
I got bad nerves - don`t make me click if I do
What happen after I finish with you is on you
I warned you - you can`t never say I didn`t
Brains painted on the ground when I stop spittin`
To society I`m a menace is what the judge said to me
Trippin` `cause I keep a automatic that`s fully
Finger stay on the trigger - see my enemy, I`m pullin`
Bitch-nigga say he feel me, laughed at me, say I wouldn`t
You know Geezy couldn`t let that slide by
I do walk-up`s, never drive-by`s
Grab a nigga by his head, whisper to him `fore I do him
Why, I said, you`re here, wodie? - execute him
That there raw, huh - I know, nigga
Geezy ain`t no ho, nigga
Been cutthroat, been playin` the game how it go, nigga
So if you like livin`, mind your own business
Or you gonna be traced in white chalk, ya here me
(Hook [Turk & B.G.])
[Turk] God damn!!! What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin`) What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin`) What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin`) What`s that smell?
[B.G.] That`s that nigga who will never get well
[B.G.]
Never get well
He`ll never get well (Damn, that stank!)
Never get well
Where that shit comin` from? Man, that stank!
Hell, you see, man, where that shit comin` from?
That shit stank
I think that`s comin` from under the house over there
Oh no no, that shit comin from that trunk of that car we just walked by
