Not That Nigga

I'm not really the type of nigga to play the gangsta
 Cause usually I be coolin
 But straight off the motherfuckin breast
 I ain't comin for no foolishness
 100 volts on the mic kept on it seven nine doing that then I'm probably chillin
 Totin' that crazy off bottle til I'm blitzed
 Look-a-here nigga yall know that feelin
 But I ain't that type of nigga to shoot the shit if you're on my shit list
 But I'm that type of nigga that's quick to handle my business
 Im makin a run with shit that I've done
 Im wavin a gun now see what you've brung me
 Make niggas get brung strung then hung with the slip of a tongue
 I unfold a truck-load as I explode
 Them bitches can't hold they self though when I'm in my fuck mode
 Im keepin'em tight I'm keepin'em hype
 I'm leavin'em right I'm even uptight
 Holdin the mic and say the word FUCK more times then Dolomite
 I'm that nigga that got the last words you got served
 Smokin fat herbs and gunnin niggas down like backbirds
 With fast words observe I'm funky like badgers
 But I'm much much more then a mouth full of adverbs and bad words
 Stick dick to your lip like chapstick
 My graphic I rap with
 More flava more paper I'm colder then a cup of Kool-Aid
 Ain't never been done before so nigga then why try
 Hittin harder then Popeye slappin motherfuckers like ChaCha
 I fuck with a capitol F put Maxwells to death cuz nigga I club there
 And I'ma continue to flow until I come up on my last breath
 So 'fo we raise up (OH!)
 Homies chase a (HOE!)
 See I'm that nigga that said so where the nine look nigga stay low
 Look-a-here
 I'm not that nigga
 I'm not that nigga
 I'm not that nigga to fuck with
 (background: He ain't that nigga to fuck with)
 You'll get picked off
 Keep fuckin wit a nigga like me get hip-tossed
 Fuck fightin faggot nigga I know
 Had jumped your bitch ass like Kriss-Kross
 And look at the riddle that I belittle
 Witout a trumbone nor a fiddle
 I'll jump in your eardrum and play paradiddle
 Stop wantin' to ditch
 I'm hummin' this bitch and comin up rich
 In case you hadn't noticed I'm 'bout a FIRED-EM UP son of a bitch
 Inch by inch as I drench
 I'm a silver clench
 That bullshit that y'all niggas thought was a criminal choke the pain of a pinch
 I got more gimmicks to make them bitches bounce like DJ Jimmy
 They can't get near me cause they fear me
 But yall don't hear me
 Just like that bitch I saw
 Who hit my fucking car
 Look-a-here I'm ran that hoe from Chipawah to Wichita
 I'm steady professsin' so niggas can get that funky lesson
 I effervescent as i'm that resident from that fuckin crescent
 That nigga that know how
 Makin' them bitches say (Go Child)
 Poppin' that pushin and shakin' that ass like at a loo-ow
 So pass me the pen and the paper the pen and the pussy now PASS ME THE MIC
 Show you I'll jump on yo' ass just like a Palmadite
 I shot more shit then Shawn Kemp I got more bitches then a world pimp
 And got more flavour then a brown shrimp
 I'm a be comin up off some shit that make a niggas want to start some shit
 But if you ain't brought shit
 Then I ain't the nigga to start shit wit'
 You couldn't fuck with the old but all of a sudden what make you think you can
 Fuck wit the new shit
 You stuck on stupid
 I ain'ts that nigga to fool wit'
 A nigga might sprout up talkin about WHAT
 The only way to keep my muthafuckin name out your muthafuckin mouth
 Is keep your muthafuckin mouth shut
 I don't stumble and fumble more fire in the gutter
 I'm takin'em ten at a time cause I ain't SCARED of you muthafuckers
 I'm strippin'em up
 I'm rippin'em up and flippin'em off
 And then I continue to flow on rhymes I single then double then triple 'em up huh
 Making passes
 Seen massive titties and pussies and asses
 But got more hoes than the Bayou Classic
 More vicious then BooBoo wash you up like doodoo
 I'm blacker then Voodoo, harder then a raw ramen noodle
 Ice like T, I'm Cool like Jay, in effect like Rex
 I'm Grand like Puh huh, huh daddy are you?
 I'm Ice like T, rock like Kim, fuck it
 Spice like One but got more Enemies then the Public nigga
 I kick it at random standin' here gummin' til the bare gum
 Bitchin' and pitchin' a temper tantrum to the hair drum
 The bigger will pummel a nigga that's little
 You can't compare a nigga like Mystikal to Skid Row or Ugly Kid Joe
 But yet you steadily pickin dirt with me
 You irk me
 What when you jerk your woman now tell your bitch to stop flirting wit me
 I'm giving it to you man y'all strong as a fan belt,
 I came though
 I know you niggas can't fuck wit me cause I can't fuck wit my damn self
 I'm making a mummble as i utter
 Nigga you beating me is like cuttin a field of grass with wire cutters
 I, Get deeper than Lou Rawls I'm breakin'em off
 Instead of fuckin' with me you safer walkin' in a lion's den with pork chop drawers
 I'm ready to gaze and blaze
 Flip up the gauge and pick up the pace
 I'm more deadly then having safe sex, with a bitch with AIDS
 A nigga like myself is BAD for you hoe health
 I fucked that bitch one time and now that hoe can't help herself
 That shit be kicks a niggas be smokin in cliques and fuckin'em tricks
 I roll in from that Big Easy
 Where they boot-up bitch
 A niggas that rumble over the least mumbo-jumbo
 Standing tall like Mutumbo but talk more shit than Briant Gumble
 That's how we do it when we kick it back on my block
 It's pop or get popped
 Kill or get killed
 Drop or get dropped
 And nigga be wondering why they always findin' theyselves in some dumb shit
 Cause I ain't, cause I ain't, cause I ain't that nigga to fuck with bitch
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