The Beatnuts - Who’s Comin’ Wit da Shid lyrics

My Glock will make the
Whole fucking block rumble
Y'all niggers need to watch
Me approaching in double
See, I ain't got a pop to piss
Watching you homo niggers pop that Chris
Drive by me, hanging out that riff

See if a nigga don't chop it off
Y'all nigga's talk too much shit
Y'all need to knock it off
Catch your mum coming off the train
Put an ice pick in the back of her brain
It's that plain

I want everything or nothing at all
Give you more than whatcha aim call
I get love when I shop at the mall

They all at cha, throwing down at your feet
Always acting like something sweet
You don't know me, homie

I'm lifeless
Always getting caught in a crisis
The only way out now is the write this
Everybody kiss my ass 'cause I'm
Only flying business class
You can't afford it nigga, don't ask

If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu
And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
Who's comin' wit da shit na?

If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu
Who's comin' wit da shit na?

Ayo, niggers wanna ban me like rice cakes
So I grab my Nuts and tell 'em
"Have a nice day"
They wanna hate on me, all day
Talk shit like it's okay
And my reply is, no way José

You popping so much bull, I'm ready to say
We drop the illest joints that get no play
All these industry cats, can't stop the funk
So hit the deck when I turn
This up and pop the truck

And circulate, the state like a Charlie
Gonna keep the party peoples
Hands up like volleyball
It's Big Physc, making big money stacks
Retaliating on you funny cats
With murder tracks like

If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu
And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
Who's comin' wit da shit na?

If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu
Who's comin' wit da shit na?

If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu
And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
Who's comin' wit da shit na

If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu
Who's comin' wit da shit na

Heads bop to the beat
Put your rocks at your feet
On the block with fleet
Base rattles the concrete
Spit, heat like summer
Let it clap like thunder
I'm always in and out of the hood
Politician was good

Let my pen write on paper
Party in the skyscraper
Who's the amazing, Willy Stubs
Blazing the haze and
Hot like the motherfucking hell
That I be raising
Pimp shorty, short me like
Please don't report me

Three heavy weights on the
Triple beam it seems don't ever preach us
You'll finally decompose in the mud
Willy Stubs and Beatnuts
Beatnuts and Willy Stubs
Cha cha cha forward, back

Got you hoping for the new shit, exclusive
We bombing killer instincts alarming
Now who the fuck you harming?

Official, that's why we're gonna
Shine like crystals
Uh, yea, we requested this or we rewind it

Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Who's comin' wit da shit na?

Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Who's comin' wit da shit na?
Who's comin' wit da shit na?