The Beatnuts, Willie Stubz - Who’s Comin’ Wit da Shit Na lyrics

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My Glock will make the
Whole fucking block rumble
Y'all niggas need to watch who
You approach in this jungle
See I ain't even got a pot to piss
Watchin you homo niggas pop that Crys
Drop by me hangin out that rich
See if a nigga don't chop it off
Y'all niggas talk too much shit
Y'all need to knock it off
Catch your mom comin off of the train
Put an ice-pick in the back of her brain
It's that plain
I want everything or nothing at all
Give your a whatcha ma-call
I give love when I shop at the mall
They always at your throat or
Down at your feet
Always actin like something is sweet
You don't know me homey i'm lifeless
Always gettin caught in a crisis
The only way out now is to write this
Everybody kiss my ass
Cause I'm only flying business class
So if 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 tha shit now!
If it ain't Juju, it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's Juju
Who's comin' wit tha shit now!

Ayo, niggas wanna ban me like dice play
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 Jose
You poppin' so much wool
I’m ready to say "Olay!"
We drop the illest joints, that gets no play
All these industry cats, can't stop the funk
So hit the deck when I turn
This up and pop the trunk
And circulate, the state, like a trolly-car
And peep the party
People's hands up like volley ball
It's Big Psych, makin big money stacks
Retaliate on you funny cats wit murder tracks

Like if it ain't Psycho, it's Juju
And if it ain't Juju it's Psycho
Who's comin' wit tha shit now!
If it ain't Juju, it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's Juju
Who's comin' wit tha shit now!

Head bob to the beat
Put some rocks at your feet
On the block with a fleet
Bass rattles the concrete
Spit heat like the summer
Let it clap like thunder
I'm always in and out of the hood
Politicin what's good
Let my pen write on paper
Party in the skyscraper who's the amazing
Willie Stubz blazin the hazin
Hot like the mutha fuckin hell
That I be raising pimp shorty short be like
Please don't deport me
My life story's well
I'm just out to get the glory
Three heavy-weights, on the tripple-beam
Its seems don't every pre-judge
They finally decompose in the mud
Willie Stubz and Beatnuts
Beatnuts and Willie Stubz
Hoping for the new shit, exclusive we bombin
Killer instincts alarming now who
The fuck you harming
We formin like the five boroughs
This joints thorough
Officials that's why we gonna
Shine like crystal

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Who's comin' wit tha shit now!