Lyric Fuck Ya ll
[Chorus]
Ay yo fuck y all niggaz
(Man fuck you too)
Ay yo fuck y all niggaz
(Man fuck you too)
It s big dog baby
Gettin down like what
See I m a thorough bread
I don t fuck wit much
Bloodline is
Where the pups at
They off the Grand Champ
Yea what black
Don t nothin move less
Dog say so
Cats clueless
About the way it go
Off the chain I got
At least 3 kills
Even though my last album only did 3 mil
I still give em chill
Cuz they feel dog
I can t help what it is
Shit is real dog
You must have thought that
It was a joke or somethin
Now you done fucked around
And got your man choked for frontin
Now hold up playa
Cuz I don t play those games
And don t ask me shit
Cuz I don t say no names
See what I know I m taking
To the fuckin grave
So keep knockin cuz you ain t gettin a fuckin thing
[Chorus x4]
Ay yo
Who we be was off the last joint
But now it s who we see
And we forget the last joint
Cats ain t never walked like X
Even before coochie rapper talked like sex
I ve been around since at least 83
So ain t no sense in you motherfuckers hatin me
Cuz I m gon be here when you cats is gone
And other cats is on
Another batch is born
Don t give a fuck
Bout none of y all
Fuck each and every one of y all
Cuz I done done it all
Been where ya at
Been where ya goin
Then brought it back
I tried to tell ya bout it
But you wouldn t listen
Now I m gonna take you to the hood
Cuz the hood will listen
I wish you woulda listened
Cuz then you woulda known
That it s only right
To give a dog a bone
Bitch
[Chorus x2]
Aw Man
There are some things I can t stand
When a nigga holla wanna shake my left hand
When a nigga follow cuz he actin like my man
Nigga might as well swallow cuz he actin like a fan
And I got balls like you do
Man I got paul to pull through you
Stan don t they know how we do
In to the streets with our hearts to the people
Gots to give a little to get somethin back
And what you usually give see you ain t nothin black
But when you don t give then it won t last
His shit will disappear like wit a nigga that smoked fast
You ll get broke fast
That s the lord s will
Hold up I think somebody s a the door
Shhh chill
You sit right there
I m gonna answer that
Cuz when I finish poppin ain t nobody answerin back
[Chorus x4]
Fuck it
Ay yo fuck y all niggaz
(Man fuck you too)
Ay yo fuck y all niggaz
(Man fuck you too)
It s big dog baby
Gettin down like what
See I m a thorough bread
I don t fuck wit much
Bloodline is
Where the pups at
They off the Grand Champ
Yea what black
Don t nothin move less
Dog say so
Cats clueless
About the way it go
Off the chain I got
At least 3 kills
Even though my last album only did 3 mil
I still give em chill
Cuz they feel dog
I can t help what it is
Shit is real dog
You must have thought that
It was a joke or somethin
Now you done fucked around
And got your man choked for frontin
Now hold up playa
Cuz I don t play those games
And don t ask me shit
Cuz I don t say no names
See what I know I m taking
To the fuckin grave
So keep knockin cuz you ain t gettin a fuckin thing
[Chorus x4]
Ay yo
Who we be was off the last joint
But now it s who we see
And we forget the last joint
Cats ain t never walked like X
Even before coochie rapper talked like sex
I ve been around since at least 83
So ain t no sense in you motherfuckers hatin me
Cuz I m gon be here when you cats is gone
And other cats is on
Another batch is born
Don t give a fuck
Bout none of y all
Fuck each and every one of y all
Cuz I done done it all
Been where ya at
Been where ya goin
Then brought it back
I tried to tell ya bout it
But you wouldn t listen
Now I m gonna take you to the hood
Cuz the hood will listen
I wish you woulda listened
Cuz then you woulda known
That it s only right
To give a dog a bone
Bitch
[Chorus x2]
Aw Man
There are some things I can t stand
When a nigga holla wanna shake my left hand
When a nigga follow cuz he actin like my man
Nigga might as well swallow cuz he actin like a fan
And I got balls like you do
Man I got paul to pull through you
Stan don t they know how we do
In to the streets with our hearts to the people
Gots to give a little to get somethin back
And what you usually give see you ain t nothin black
But when you don t give then it won t last
His shit will disappear like wit a nigga that smoked fast
You ll get broke fast
That s the lord s will
Hold up I think somebody s a the door
Shhh chill
You sit right there
I m gonna answer that
Cuz when I finish poppin ain t nobody answerin back
[Chorus x4]
Fuck it
