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Mi Casa

Whatcu crazy

Since a buck tooth baby

Doc is like straight "Fuck you! pay me" like Jay-Z

Lazy niggas complain

Doc load up the cartridge and start kicking game like Acclaim

Those who you call Doggs rat your name

Those who say they love you attack your change

That's why I fold down 4 fingers

Say fuck the world and Jimmy da earth out with Coat hangers

Rap game and street game don't sleep

Its a cold world better pack your own heat

Niggas ain't happy to the cash on "E"

Then the hash and the cat and a bag is on me

Yeah right!

My bear hugs air tight

New Yorkers no no turning on a red light

Me against 40 of you? A fair fight

Microphones get took you shook wear whiteYou don't got no ends in Mi Casa

(And its your stopper meth tical man and funk docta)

You dont got no wins in Mi Casa

(Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya)

You dont got no ends in Mi Casa

(Hit it Hip Hoppers turn it up a notch make it it hot cha)

You dont got no wins in Mi Casa

(I'm warnin you partner Meth tical man and funk docta)Every time I turn around somebody in my business

Time for you to testify can I get a witness

Actin like bitch's

Dirty Dick niggas look suspicious

Ain't physically fit for the fitness

Welcome to the game of death

Poly wanna biscuit?

First prize a one way ticket to my shit list

And I spread it like a rumor or a sickness

Stand-by let a chicken head lay a chicklet

Can I slap a fat ass with the quickness?

Stupid ass niggas goin' raw get the syphilis

Coming through son I'mma fuck you and your district

Mis-representing misinterpreting and des misfit

Playboy, you ain't got no balls plus your dickless

And I'm like a plumber laying pipes in your misses

No man can hold hold me nor can control me

Next time you see me holla like you know me!You don't got no ends in Mi Casa

(And its your stopper meth tical man and funk docta)

You dont got no wins in Mi Casa

(Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya)

You dont got no ends in Mi Casa

(Hit it Hip Hoppers turn it up a notch make it it hot cha)

You dont got no wins in Mi Casa

(I'm warnin you partner Meth tical man and funk docta)

Songwriters

ROBERT BELL, RONALD NATHAN BELL, GEORGE MELVIN BROWN, OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY, ROBERT KELLY, BLACK MAMBO, TODD MUHAMMAD, MEEKAAEEL MUHAMMED, CLAYDES SMITH, R. DEAN TAYLOR, DENNIS THOMAS, EARL TOON, CHRISTOPHER WALLACEPublished by

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