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Hand On My Nutsac

I got my hand on my nutsac burnin 'cross the stage

In a motherfuckin' rage, like a animal in a cage

I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool

Fuck around and getcha holdin' that jar, CoolYep, that's me on the motherfuckin' mic-a

Nova, happy to strike niggas like a viper

Who rules the step to the rep that I kept

For a long, long, long, long, long, long, timeI got more flavor than a truck load of Snickers

Ya punch her by the straps, ya got to kick her, fuck it

That's how it go when ya dealin' with a proper

Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flowCoolio 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 mercyI flips the scripts and it's the dips when I rips

And rock the fuckin' house for the Bloods and Crips

Danger, danger, ol' gangsta, gangsta

Droppin dogs on the40 Thevz and the band with a plan to make some stops

Niggas die on the street but they don't play taps

Or 21 gun salute, there ain't cahoots

My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got rootsI 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 like a Blackman

Slap yo' ass up and I jacked ya for ya WalkmanNiggas on the top and you don't deserve nothin'

They fightin' punks, their rags is fucked, they shouldn't even be bumpin'

Suckas play the back 'cause I'm dope when I rap

And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac and it's like thatIt's time for me to step so I'm steppin' in 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 deathlyNow I gotta treat ya like a sucka

'Cause you're soft like butter, you punk motherfucker

Coolio but you can call me Boo

I drop da shit on ya lyrics 'cause ya rhyme style is doo-dooAss, feces, you don't wanna see me

With a flashlight 'cause I serve that ass

Word to the motherfuckin' homies

And you know you can't hold me or throw me, so blow meHow many niggas must I stick before you get my dift?

And fully understand not to fuck with this

I never been a stoner, take ya momma home and blown 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 crack

And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame

Keep my dollars in my pockets 'cause I'm hip to ya gameHoes be actin' 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 itI gots to keep playin' these niggas like ping-pong

And hit 'em like King Kong, they singin' the same song

93 is the year and yes I'm gettin' bigger

Gave a shot to the 121 'cause they my niggasScotty 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 thatI 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

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