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lirik lagu not that nigga (remix) – mystikal

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i’m the ready type of n-gg- to play the gangsta
cause you’s probably coolin
but straight off the motherf-ckin breast
i ain’t comin for no foolishness
100 volts on the mic kept knowin (????) then i’m probably chillin
tilt that crazy off bottle ’til i’m blitzed
f-ckin yeah n-gg- yall know that feelin
but i ain’t that type of n-gg- to shoot the sh-t on my sh-t list
but i’m that talkin bro n-gg- that’s quick to handle my business
im makin a run with sh-t that i’ve done
im wavin a gun at sh-t that you’ve brung
make n-gg-s get brung stoned and hung with the slip of a tongue
i unfold a truck-load as i explode
you b-tches can’t hold the side-door when i’m in my front-load
im keepin’em (??) i’m keepin’em hype
i’m leavin’em right i’m even uptight
holdin the mic and say the word f-ck more times then dolomite
i’m the n-gg- that got the last words you got served
smokin fat herbs and gunnin n-gg-s down like back burs
with fast words i’m zipper i’m funky like raptors
and i’m much much more then a mouth full of adverbs and bad words
stick it to a nig like chop sticks
(? my rapper i’m rapper ?)
more flava more flava more cooler then a tub of kool-aid
i’m never in doubt before so n-gg- then why try
hittin harder then popeye slappin motherf-ckers like cha-cha
i f-ck with a capitol “f” put (?) to death (??) crowd def
and i’ma continue to flow until i come up on my last breath
so homie raise up (oh!)
hold these tricks up (oh!)
see i’m that n-gg- that tells whether or not a n-gg- stay now look here

[chorus] (x8)
i’m not that n-gg-
i’m not that n-gg-
i’m not that n-gg- to f-ck

you been picked off
keep f-ckin wit a n-gg- like me get hip-tossed
f-ck fightin f-ggot n-gg- i know
he jumped your b-tch -ss like kriss-kross
and look at a riddle that i be little
when i’m a jumbo now a fiddle
i jump in your eardrum and play (?baradiddle?)
stop wanting to ditch’em
i’m in this b-tch and comin out rich
in case yah know ’bout a fired up son of a b-tch
inch by inch as i drench
i’m a sense clench
that bullsh-t that yall n-gg-s (???????) (?play of a pinch?)
i got the gimmick to make them b-tches rough like they can feel me
they can’t get near me cause they fear me but yall don’t hear me
just like that b-tch i saw
who hit my f-cking car
look-it-hear i’m playin that hoe from (?chipiwalk?)
whatchu talk?
i’m very (?hard pressin?) so n-gg-s can kick this f-ckin lesson
i am fluorescent as if caressing from that f-ckin crescent
a n-gg- that know how
n-gg- that been to serve (go child)
mamma that pushin shake my head just like they got a loo-ow
so come with the p-ssy the paper the pen and the p-ssy now p-ss me the mic
show you around jump on yo’ -ss just like a (???)
i shot more sh-t then shawn kemp but got more b-tches then a world pimp
and got more flavour then a brown shrimp
i’ma be comin out flossin sh-t that make a n-gg- gon’ talk some sh-t
but if you ain’t brought sh-t
then i ain’t the n-gg- to start sh-t wit’

[chorus] x8

you couldn’t f-ck the old but all of a sudden what make you think you can
f-ck wit the new sh-t
you stuck on stupid
i ain’t that n-gg- to fool wit’
a n-gg- might sprout up talkin about what
the only way to keep my m-th-f-ckin name out your m-th-f-ckin mouth
is keep your m-th-f-ckin mouth shut
i don’t step (??????) fire then a gutter
i’m takin’em 10 at a time cause i ain’t scared of you m-th-f-ckers
i’m strippin’em up
i’m rippin’em up and flippin’em off
and i’ma continue to flow on rhymes then single’em out and choppin’em all up
making cl-ssics
see m-ssive t-tties and p-ss-es and -sses
but got more hoes then a value cl-ss
more vicious then b–boo wash you up like we do
i’m blacker then voo-doo, harder then a rough rhyme (????)
black like sheep, i’m cool like jay in effect like rex
i’m grand like pub huh, huh daddy are you?
i’m ice like t, rock like kim f-ck it
spice like one but got more enemies then the public n-gg-
i kick it around (???) (?choke on bread crumb?)
(?rich’n and pitchin?) (?????) to the hair drum
the bigger opponent n-gg- that’s you
you can’t compare a n-gg- like mystikal to skidrow or ugly kid joe
but yet you suddenly pickin terf wit me
you irkin wit me jerkin wit me when i tell your b-tch to stop flirting wit me
i’m giving it (?mad house like fan belt?) i came tho
i know you n-gg-s can’t f-ck wit me cause i can’t f-ck wit my d-mn self
i’m making yall mummble (or what i thought of…..)
n-gg- you beating me is like cuttin a philly gr-ss with wire cutters i,
be keeping to you all so breakin’em off
and still uh, f-ck with me you faithful walkin around with pork chop drawers
i’m ready to graze and blaze pump up the gauge and pick up the pace
i’m more deadly then having safe s-x, with a b-tch with aids
a n-gg- like myself is bad for you hoe tho
i f-cked that b-tch one time and now that hoe can’t hold herself
that sh-t be kicks and n-gg-s be smokin in cliques and f-ckin’em tricks
i rollin from that big easy
where the buddha are beyond and n-gg-s they rumble, over the least mumbo-jumbo
standing tall like this mutumbo but turn that sh-t to briant gumble
that’s how we do it when we kick it back on my block
it’s pop or get popped
kill or get killed
drop or get dropped
and n-gg- be wondering why they always spunnin is off of some dumb sh-t
cause i ain’t, cause i ain’t, cause i ain’t that n-gg- to f-ck with b-tch

[chorus] fade till end

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