Spittin'

Lyrics

Woke up in the A.M., toasted out of my cranium
 Gotta take a shit, took a dump in the Mediterranean
 Flushed the toilet, hit the shower
 Snatched a fit up out the clos'
 Miles of a '96 broom handle
 Hangin half-way out my drawers
 You niggas better feel me I got patrons to serve
 Nigga got to starts pay props will deserve
 Fuck my trunk I'm smobbin ugly in my deep dirt
 Fuck you on my way to see Miss Chimney
 Cause since Chimney is a good friend of me
 She likes to go ah, downtown
 She likes it when I, pound pound
 Here's a whoppin' bitch
 Call me uh-Bah uh-Barney Rubble stick the beast down, so duck
 Had the pussy poppin bubbles
 Scratchin the paint off up of the walls
 Pickin off in them drawers, rebel without a pause
 She could feel a gnat sting, swimmin' in Niagara Falls
 Now no matter extra meal, managin' the place
 All up in the motherfuckin' tall can face
 Streets make you broke, Forty Water ain't no joke
 Make way, say hey, check my display
 Bump the shit til your tape busts (Bump the shit til ya tape busts)
 And youse a bitch if you ain't got no clit
 (And youse a bitch if you ain't got no clit)
 40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
 And now they got me spittin on the microphone...
 40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
 And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch!
 Drunker than a motherfucker spittin that shit
 High rank, nigga poor
 Scratch scratch taller than Manute Bol
 Cash rules everything around me
 40 why they why they get the money
 Oh tell me baby gon' be no catchin', bet ya catch before 40 7-11
 Ah big Danz said a step man, can't win (uh)
 1-Luv to my niggaz in the YOU KNOW
 Gettin' swoll, bulkin' up, drinkin' pruneau
 Y'all stay the same, got some extra whoop I think I need a drink
 The waiter got me fuckin like me right in here
 Bitches sooner than I think
 Vallejo PD's on crack man
 They shot my nigga Tone Tucker in the back man
 Prejudiced motherfuckers!
 What niggaz need to do is fuck a-lo a-lo key now
 Squash the fuh-ah fuckin' spot, ain't nothin' wrong? (Squash it)
 Hang with tactical edged (staple?) highly easy
 To be converted to Mack-1
 Twice as righteous (righteous), make them po-po's like us
 Drink with me, second base, and I'm gone for home
 I drunk a 40 to the fuckin dome
 40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
 And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch!
 Drunker than a motherfucker spittin that shit
 I ain't no cupcake (I ain't no cupcake)
 So don't call me hostess (hostess)
 Nigga don't you know I'm all open to explosives (I'ma explode)
 Let tha bed bugs bite, sleep light
 Be ready for the tip-toein phantoms at night
 When I open em for risk (when I open it for risk)
 Smokin somethin for the hatest terminator instigator
 (Terminator instant trader)
 Nigga just bought from Traders
 Tyler lookin for all some of that fit, ya gotta admit
 Nigglet your life is set why you ungreatful motherfuckas
 You better get somewhere where they love you at
 Your life is set why you ungrateful motherfucka
 I've been strugglin strivin so hard to make my shit obese (uh)
 Pacin back and forth (uh)
 Bear to grit my teeth, C-C-L-L-I-I-C-K, Northern California V uh VJ
 I feed your ass, with my ambitiousness about the fuckin bumble
 Lookin ambitious as the motherfuckin bumble
 Soundin' off car alarms
 My shit ain't nothin humble
 Gotta say wassup (gotta say wassup) to some niggaz on my team
 Niggaz like Rec-Street and Nicky motherfuckin Green
 (Motherfuckin Green)
 40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
 And now they got me spittin on the microphone...
 40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
 And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch!
 Drunker than a motherfucker spittin that shit
 

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Duration
04:41
Key
2
Tempo
94 BPM

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