Cam’ron, Hell Rell - I'm Laughin lyrics

I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU

Webe on the block ass niggaz i ain't got no
Time for these jamie foxx ass niggazthats why
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU

Now the boat's on cruise, the scope's on you
Damn right cocksucker the joke's on you
I'm laughing all the way to the bank
Plus I'm blasting all the
Way til it stankguNPOWDER!
Bust a brick open powder the scale
If you was in Clinton with me you
Wouldn't come out of ya cell
I'd have you scared to go get dressed
Scared to go to the yard
You might as well be a good brother
Go to the Mosque
Fucking with me? It's off with ya arms
You'd rather spit on the Qu'Ran
In front of Saddam
You'd rather rape ya little sister
In front of ya mom's flex it's Dipset baby
Drop hundreds of bombs!
You dealing with dealers that's dealing with
The hand that they dealt
I'm gripping my strap
Always got my hand in my belt
Can't take faggots
I can kill him and his man by myself
Cause they pussy and I know it
And they know it theyself!

My cocaine come on the boat nigga
I read ya life story and it
Go with the jokethat's why
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU
(you funny niggaaaa)
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU
Webe on the block ass niggaz
I ain't got no time for these
Jamie foxx ass niggazthats why
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU
I ain't laughing with you
CAUSE I'm LAUGHING AT YOU

KILLA!
Mr giles with Mr mohammed (what up Rell)
Chocolate Maybach with Baurties
(rims) , these bitches could vomit, like
To cop the thirst from meeee
Give me the third degreeeee
My third grade teacher
Peep hershe want to work for me! (haha)
I ain't graduate, I ain't make the honor roll
(nope) failed gym
The Dean said I'm walking on a violent stroll
(how's that?) spit on Art teachers
Fighting every talent show
Fuck the Principal
It's the principlesiLENCE YO!
In the jam sport the Calicoooo
Fuck with Cam? Thought about it bro
Fuck a smart Alec ho!
Here's ya lessonfuck school, cop a pound
In the States spot a town, grams triple
Lock it down
Oh, you got it now? Wanna get it popping now?
(now?) well be careful on the Hill
They could spot a clown
They'll take ya money and ya work
While they capping at ya
You'll be running down the hill
While they laughing at ya

Your rap book is a whole bunch
Of riddles that you scribble
Your not a baller you can't dribble
And ya middle name is littlecoWARD!
Little nigga, little house, little rocks
Pull up on ya little block
Hop out with my little Glock make it pop
My whole clip fill it in ya spine
Before that make you say DIPSET
A hundred million times
Let me see some old Soundscan
What did Bleek sell?
Teiarra Mariewhat that little freak sell?
All them niggas went wood and
I'm laughing at them got my wrist in the air
Throwing karats at them
These niggas is dumb, I pre-school teach them
Plus I'mstingy with rhymes
I tea-spoon feed them
We the braggers & the boasters
Our ratchet's in the holsters
Now we pull 'em out faggot
Target pratice with ya posters (bang bang)
God damn he's a stand up comedian
Hell Rell with a stand up TV rim