Nems, Ghostface Killah, Scram Jones - Don't Ever Disrespect Me lyrics

Yo, yo, yo ask around the boroughs
They tell you I'm really like that
You dyin' from the punch, you fuckin' pussy
Go fight back right across your head
Like blaow! That's wit' a spiked bat
Knocked 'em out, then tapped his pocket
That's for the night cap (Yo, yo, yo)
Ask around the boroughs
They tell you I'm really like that
You dyin' from the punch, you fuckin' pussy
Go fight back right across your head
Like blaow! That's wit' a spiked bat
Knocked 'em out, then tapped his pocket
That's for the night cap

Walk into the spot, my opps
They be like ''Oah, shit!''
Know I got the shrapnel, watch out
Rock your whole shit
Your mother was a fan in '97 on Ghost dick
Your girl was on the dancefloor
Suckin' me off in '06
All type of bitchеs hangin' on my dick
You a bozo, so I'm bangin' on yo' bitch
If you want smoke
Then I flame you with thе Fifth lil' homie
I walk around with your Wrangle on my wrist
Buckle up and shit knuckle up, you bitch
My chain, lookin' truck and shit
Callin' Snuffaluffagus
Had two bitches on my bucket list
And I fucked 'em in the same night
Fuck that shit she fucked all your mens
You still cuff that bitch?
I might spit in her face
And then snuff that bitch, ha!
You know I get biz, walk around like
The city is mine, because it is, ha!

Don't ever disrespect me
Ever, ever, ever, ever disre-
Ever, ever, ever disre-
Ever, ever, ever disrespect me, pussy
Don't ever disrespect me, you heard?

A yo purple rain drops
Couple rings trouble like a submachine Glock
In the jungle, never fumble
We just double green hop yo, we rumble
Then we stumble in your humble Queen hop
We cut you
Get it jumpin' like a trampoline hop
My good reasons is the meanin'
Of a silent dean
I smuggle, juggle coffee beans
Level seventeen opp
Wanna trade upon your horse
Takin' double cream opp
Just what I hella mean opp
Yo, spare these fly rituals
Me and Chef made the kitchen move
Photo bomb, and almost killed this man up
In the picture booth
I stay in tune with, raps best writers
I wrote for the writers cup, caught arthritis
We step upon the yacht
You swear we was all pirates
Wit' Slick Rick eye patches
Burners and the hi hat
Disrespect us my nigga, don't even try it
Yo, Nems, go and pull on they mouth
Wit' a pair of pliers (Ha)

Don't ever disrespect me
Ever, ever, ever, ever disre-
Ever, ever, ever disre-
Ever, ever, ever disrespect me, pussy
Don't ever disrespect me, you heard?