Coolio - Hand On My Nutsac lyrics

(I got my) I got my hand on
My nutsac bellin' 'cross the stage
In a motherfuckin' rage like a
Animal in a cage (Rage)
I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool (Fool)
Fuck around and get'cha holdin that jar
Cool!
Yep that's me on the motherfuckin' mic-a
(mic-a)
Nova, hyper strikin' niggas like a viper
Who wants to step to the rep that I kept
For a long, long, long, long, long, long
Time i got more flavor then a
Truck load of Snickers
Ya punch her by the straps
Ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya
Dealin' with a pro-per
I got my hand on the mic and
I'm about to let it flow
Coolio locc and I'm down to blast
Peter Piper picked a paper
Pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me
But they can't hurt me when I'm doin dirt
That's why I show no mercy
I flips tha scripts and it's
Tha dips when I rips and rock tha fuckin
House for the Bloods and Crips
Danger danger, ol' gangsta gangsta
Droppin' dogs on the wanksta pranksta
40 Thevz and the band with a
Plan to make some stops
Niggas die on the street but
They don't play taps
Or a 21 gun salute, there in cahoots
My name ain't Alex Haley but
I still got roots, uh
Bang, bang, bang to the air now ya dead
It was a black and white thang
But now it's blue and red
This ain't an episode of Batman
It's more'n like a Blackman
Slap yo' ass up and I
Jacked ya for ya Walkman
Niggas on the top and
You don't deserve nothin'
They frontin' they punks, their
Whack as fuck, their shit ain't even bumpin'
Suckas play the back 'cause I'm
Dope when I rap
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac
And it's like that!

It's time for me to step
So I'm steppin' in deep (Deep)
I was born a thief so ya
Know I'm on the creep
Sucka nigga wanna test me but
He can't best me
Buck-buck to the chest and I
Guess you're a dead flea
Now I gotta treat ya like a sucka
'Cause you're soft like butter
You punk motherfucker
C-C-Coolio but you can call me who?
I drop da shit on ya lyrics 'cause
Ya rhyme style is doo doo
Ass, feces, you don't wanna see me
With a flashlight 'cause I serve that ass
(Right, right, right)
Word to the motherfuckin' homies and you
Know you can't hold me
Or throw me so blow me
How many niggas must I stick
Before you get my drift and fully
Understand not to fuck with this
I never been a stoner
Take ya momma home and bone her
One night stand and once again she's a loner
'Cause I won't be played out, strung out
Laid out she only gave it up because she
Thought I had some clout
And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets 'cause
I'm hip to ya game
Ho's be acting like they love me
But they only wanna fuck me
And suck me, but don't touch me
Back up off me hooker 'cause I won't be taken
Go find you another motherfucker
You can break it i gots ta keep playin
These niggas like ping-pong
And hit 'em like King Kong
You're singin' the same song
'93 is the year and yes I'm gettin' bigger
Gave a shot to the 121 'cause they my niggas
Scotty B ridin' shotgun, BOOM he got one
Only God knows if he'll catch a hot one
Knick-knack paddy-wack Wino's in the back
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac
And it's like that

I got my hand on my nutsac na na na na na na
I got my hand on my nutsac na na na na na na
I got my hand on my nutsac na na na na na na
And it's like that