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Take It or Squeeze It Lyrics

It's Da Nuts
Prendelo
Contact
Yo Yo Yo
If It Ain't Gangsta
No Escapin' This
Who's Comin' Wit Da Shit Na
Let's Git Doe
Hood Thang
Hammer Time
U Don't Want It
Mayonnaise
Se Acabo Remix


It's Da Nuts

What you thought, I couldn't afford another drink So I went up the bar, solo, bottle Watch me slide, through the crowd in place To chill backstage, anybody acts strange smack them with the black gauce

I flow smooth to this, while you don't even know how to move to this but it is the Beatnuts, we don't have to proof shit Anything we drop is the shit, certified blazing it ain't honeys like Marie Jason, bless and seven days like a hollow Daisin

After each show, the telle is like a peepshow Doggie steelo, is how we hit each Ho If I don't get you now, I'ma gonna get you next tour Shortie looking like she wants to explore Shortie looking like she wants to have sex raw Shortie looking like enough of that, enough of that

Dull as they seem none of that, you don't got a ride home Call your mother back, it's like that Follow the rules and later you can swallow the jeweles Bragging to your girlfriends How you sucked it and I fucked it in the mini-chopper Cause she just wanna have fun like Cyndi Laupher

It's the niggers that you play is hate to see You know they run up in your girl from 1-2-3 It's the nuts In the crib, in the club, and the SUV It's the Shhh you wanna hear every place you be It's the nuts

How much you wanna bet? I get as close as i wanna get Everybody gets tough, see if I bled Catch me in the club sittin in the shadows, bottle of J.D. Surrounded by some bad ho's treat them bitches like bodyarmour, If there is beef in the club I shoot right through your body mama Why everybody hates so much? It's real out here but I can only take so much I'm everything you love to hate You man, you only want that fake.

It's the niggers that you play is hate to see You know they run up in your girl from 1-2-3 It's the nuts In the crib, in the club, and the SUV It's the Shhh you wanna hear every place you be It's the nuts

Ah, Yo, what it is, what it is, can I touch this up a syndrom Yo like my addicts can i drug this up Drift flow to be sporadic, strictly bombs and such How much for these fanatics want the dome and the gut, gone to clutch Watch how these chickers jump and double like ducks and then what How these niggers walk and duck in their trucks (What's the drive?) Yo, I'm gonna keep you guessing your toes, ah yo fuck the gun play Just some niggers and ho's for some party and shit La-di-da-di shit, a niggers live to clip, A lady lives to dick and that shit Now the party goes cardio vascio, cermonial masteral To keep that factual, keep that a hundred nuts Bust them with whatever yo, show off the hook You crooks just stand shook, blow you niggers to bits If you witnessed the fits, strictly kick the hits On and on the shit, like what?



Prendelo

I go uh ah off the snare drum It's Big Psych long time no hear from Bangin tracks out so wax out your ear drums Max out prepare to blackout Here comes open candela Once again it's off the cadena Tell you with confidence I don't believe in promises Niggaz slippin with the dough So you got's to stay on top of it If you wanna a lot of it and never be broke (be broke) Get ready for more problems like puffin Tito (Tito) Everyone's a gambler, nobody plays fair You wanna be a stupid player yeah yeah Well you're half way (c'mon man) there stupid ass!

Prendelo Aiyyo who ever got weed Prendelo About a pound is all we need We about to get it chronc Prendelo Everybody getting drunk Prendelo To my niggaz on the streets Prendelo And to whoever want beef Prendelo, what, prendelo, what?

I go click click pow off of the snare drum It's the junkyard nigga long time no hear from Headed uptown to cop the finest Gotta get some first no matter how long the line is All my music is timeless Gotta keep the pretty girls shaking their masses for your highness Juju could you buy me a beer What the fuck's happenin here no drinks til I'm tappin the rear Is there a problem am I making that clear Get the fuck up outta my ear I ain't buying shit this year All y'all gold diggas give it a break What you need to do is buy my tape And hear them gems from inside my crate If you like a niggaz style that's great But please forget about my cake bitch

Aiyyo who ever got weed Prendelo About a pound is all we need We about to get it chronc Prendelo Everybody getting drunk Prendelo To my niggaz on the streets Prendelo, what, prendelo, what, prendelo

Who's up next to bat? Llego El Caballo, Tony joda.

It goes uh ah off the snare drum Tony Toca long time no hear from So wake up and smell the bustelo and say hello To this fly fellow word to my abuelo Prendelo whether you're a friend or foe Entiendelo kid I got the endless flow I made money off the books but I spent it though Still running with these quirks wearin expensive clothes The triflest talking about light the splift Everybody in the room swingin right to left It ain't a Tribe Called Quest it's Psycho Les Tone Touch Big Ju getting you hype to death Hype as fuck talking about light it up Shorty gave me no play is she a dyke or what? I don't like to walk fast man I like to strut Man I'm done here another one bites the nuts kid



Contact

Beatnuts Word Up Get hi hi high We puff la la la la la la la la la And we all just hi hi high We puff la la la la la la la la la Beatnuts get hi hi high Junkyard

I caught shorty's eye at the bar She had an ill shape she like a guitar Light skin chick Dominican star Offered her some drug in jar 20 minutes later I was getting stud in the car Let's watch a little dirty tv, pop the ecstasy Hide the little flash shorty selling ass for me Smoke smoke when you're done I'ma poke poke And I ain't gonna stop til you're little bad broke broke All the ladies shakin the ass Got a la make me wanna take ass You know the rules man take to unpass Always rowdy rowdy since the day you met me. Especially off that leaky lead that Juju sent me.

Grasshoppers catch contact Then they be like Can I get a hit? Can I get a hit? I puff la la la la la la la la la I can't lie I get hi hi high say what

Aiyyo the avenues hot So I'ma fly a couple days Pack my bags walkman hit the fresh double As Let's pick up a box of dutch masters so I can twist the bootays Then a box of jim hats so when I stick a cutie Aiyyo if this ain't the raw shit Then what the fuck is Why bitches wanna know where the function is Why niggas always askin for production tips Knowing damn well there ain't no touchin this My break beats make me cut wind like baked beans Catch me chillin pullin bitches on 8th street That only want a platter of hot sex We could get high so you can pop ex.

I puff la la la la la la la la la I can't lie I get hi hi high say what

In New York we smoke chocolate Keep a loaded gun in the cockpit And almost every night we on the block lit Handlin the biz bagging the driz Drinking beer between the buildings with the gremlin kids Man I've seen a lot of things go wrong Make me wonder how I be so strong I got the heat to make the beef prolong You know Ju ain't like the type to talk Keep it movin if you like to walk

Sigue por alli



Yo Yo Yo

(Whats this?) This thing right here is for the clubs I want y'all to get on up Uh-Uh-Uh Aha! Greg N-I-C-E Im in the house turn it out no doubt no doubt Pyscho Les is in the house Beatnuts is all up in the house Uh! Big Ju is all up in the house A mega lover, double Manny is all up in the house We turn it out, we turn it out, we turn it out out out! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!

Aiy yo the heat from the 'Nuts is traditional You taking cheap shots,its subliminal Im dissin you straight up Wrinkle your face up Actin like you cant feel me yo This is pay back, smash your single and your video Put the tek to your neck and force a story out of ya Snuffed your producer and drop-kicked your choreographer (Hwa!) Honeys scream "Wha?!" We they see me jumpin out the money green truck Into the club, so we can tear it up Like the 3-6 "Sippin on sum syrup" And mozarella sticks for dessert I make beats like presto! Platinum hits like this grow Bustin shots in your projecto Like... Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!

Stay makin hot shit You cant fuck wit Its the Greg Nice shit Wit the Beatnuts shit You cant front shit Its the shake ya butt shit Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? shit

120 mill an episode like Seinfeld She tryin act like her shit dont smell Cant beat, for loosin niggaz be jel Comin through wit my click on my coat tail Pump a lil wieght so I'm not frail Sittin' back poppin shit on my Nextel Sun goin down now time to spark an L Do it for the kids like Kenan and Kel Big Psych pass ya man the Visine Eyes blood shine from puffin that green Stay amped up without the caffiene Its just me, myself, and Irene Brush your, brush your breath wit Dentene Rock my blue jeans like Bruce Springstien Bitches on my dick, its just a small thing Oh! The heat is on baby, baby! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!

Stay makin hot shit You cant fuck wit Its the Greg Nice shit Wit the Beatnuts shit You cant front shit Its the shake ya butt shit Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? shit

Junkyard! "Bodyguard?" Never god, party hard Niggaz wanna see me in the club, got the rowdy squad Corona niggaz dont play, atleast me niggaz Gun tottin maniacs wit the rotten liverz Holdin it down, blowin it down Thatz my word everywhere we go know itz your crown Put the boogie in your ass for free Your gurl's stickin out her ass at me Im big Ju thats how it has to be! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!

Stay makin hot shit You cant fuck wit Its the Greg Nice shit Wit the Beatnuts shit You cant front shit Its the shake ya butt shit Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? shit

Uh! Who turned the heat up? Oh!So hot in here! Oh! I need to know! Who turned the heat up? Oh! So hot in here! Oh! Oh! Big Psych y'all, is on fire! Juju now, is on fire! Pito now is on fire! Loud records is on fire! True blue now, is on fire! I cant take it Somebody is on fire! Now work it out now! Work it out now! Work it out now! Stay makin hot shit You cant fuck wit Its the Greg Nice shit Wit the Beatnuts shit You cant front shit Its the shake ya butt shit Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? Say Wha? shit.



If It Ain't Gangsta

I know niggas with no ice and no life That put a couple rounds in you for a very low price Risk they freedom, and buck back at the poor life Nothin's guaranteed like when you roll dice Keep your eyes open, with no time to snooze No time to lose, no time to chose Who got the hottest product in the market The logo's a target for any hip-hop ??? That wanna purchase it, pop it in your CD And get thoughts (I'm a murderous...)

Yo, it's lookin kinda ugly outside It's unbelievable what niggas gotta do to survive If you scared better keep it inside Guarantee it I'm a eat you alive There's no where to run, no where to hide It's war in every sense of the word I'm a beat you 'til your vision is blurred Tryna' rock me to sleep, you a nerd We been doin this for way too long and I'm tellin you I'm way too strong, homo.

'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) 'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) Niggas steady hatin on us, (keep it movin) Beatnuts stay thorough, nigga what

You ain't from a rough hood, don't make me snap your club foot Save you wanna keep club hoppin, but anyhow We're back, to get the club poppin Ay yo, this is that shit, that thugs love rockin This is that shit that have your neighbors knockin [Knocking] (talking in Spanish), disturbin me while I'm choppin They next smash, and collect cash, and get sex fast, and get passed Day by day I, pray, under the grey skies, enough play time Let's get serious, like Jermaine Jackson (yeah) And prepare for the main attraction.

Make an LP for beers and chips, makin everyone who hears it flip Catch a contact, feel this shit Man, I'm red like a white rhino, always samplin the right vinyl Tellin you I'm the shit baby and that's final Junkyard hit very hard, play the shit cleverly god 'Cause there ain't too many real niggas left catch you sayin somethin under your breath I'm a bring it to you, never-the-less (Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts) Bring it, bring it, what, I can't hear you, what, c'mon...

'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) 'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) Niggas steady hatin on us, (keep it movin) Beatnuts stay thorough, nigga what



No Escapin' This

Aiyyo the Nuts landed, so pack it up Pass the mic to big Psych, the manufacturer The architect, bringing you the art of wreck You used to hate my click, now you want a part of it We coming with more hits that funk like Parliament Comparing me to another's going to lead to an argument The heat we fry you with, straight from the armory Guerilla army, we kill tracks in harmony My Nut orchestra blowing fuses Your amp can't hold this music, it's booming I'm in my truck cruising, 97 tuned in The latest news is the Nuts new album is ruling Y'all vs. the Nuts, you have a big chance of losing (There's no escaping this) Or confronting the union So stop fooling yourself, and feel these Nuts Cause (No one's ready to deal with us) What?

No escaping this "No one's ready to deal with us."

Don't be humble, it's better to pull Belive you eligable, get left like a vegetable Man it's crazy and there's no escape It's turned into a police state The average cat don't even know his fate Walking round like he hurting something And there's nothing that he got to say that's even worth discussing Listen to me, it's better to be Lying dead with honor, soldier, than to never be free Young niggas out here losing they dads In the battle of the son of the fags Every other country burning the flag Don't let history repeat itself That's how the devil plan to keep his wealth and feed himself I'm the New York power hitter Hit the devil in the fucking shitter Take his manhood and all his glitter Got guns ready to bust No one's ready to deal with us.

No escaping this "No one's ready to deal with us."

Oh, no! Turn it out oh! Oh my God oh! Turn it out oh!

Juju, rockin on rockin on... Psycho Les, rockin on, rockin on...



Who's Comin' Wit Da Shit Na

My glock will make the whole fucking block rumble. Y'all niggers need to watch who you approach in this jungle. See I ain't got a pot to piss, watching you homo-niggers pop that Kris, drive by me hangin' out that ???. See if a nigger don't chop it off, you niggers talk to much shit you need to knock it off. Catch your mom coming offthe train, put a icepick in the back of her brain. It's that plain I want everything or nuttin' at all, give you (glass breaking) then watchamacall, i get love when i shop at the mall. They always at your throat or down at your feet, always acting like something is sweet, you don't know me ???, I'm lifeless always gettin' caught in a crisis the only out now is to write this. Everybody kiss my ass, cause I'm only flying buisness class, so if you can't afford a nigger don't ask.

If it ain't Psycho it's JuJu, and if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho. Who's coming with the shit na?

Hey yo, niggers wanna ban me like dice play, so I grab my nuts and tell 'em to have a nice day. They wanna hate on me all day, talk shit like it's ok, and my reply is no way jose. You popping so much roll I'm ready to say O'ley! We drop the illest joints that gets no play. All the industry cats can't stop the funk, so hit the deck when I turn this up and pop the trunk. And Circulate the state like a trolley car and keep the party peoples hands up like volley ballers, Big Psych making big money stacks, retaliate all you funny kats with murder tracks, like...

If it ain't Psycho it's JuJu, and if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho. Who's coming with the shit na?

Lets bop to the beat, put some rocks at your feet, on the block with a fleet, bass rattle the concrete. Spit heat like the summer let it clap like thunder, I'm always in and out of the hood, poltikin' was good. Let my pen write on paper, party in the skyscraper. Who's the amazing, Willie Stubz blazing and hazing. Hot like the motherfucking hell that we raising, pimp shortys shortly like please don't deport me. My life story's well I'm just out to get the glory, 3 heavy wieghts on the, triple beamer, seems there will never be judge, if i decompose in the mud. Willie Stubz and the Beatnuts, Beatnuts and Willie Stubz, got you open for the new shit, exsclusive we bombing, killer instincts alarming, now who the fuck you harming? We forming like the 5 bourghs, this joint thourough, offical that's why we gonna shine like crystal bling uh. yeh. You requested it so we rewind it...

If it ain't Psycho it's JuJu, and if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho. Who's coming with the shit na?



Let's Git Doe

Let's rock and roll Put some real hip hop in your soul Over this track there's no stoppin the flow Let's blast off in a ridiculous way Face off, like Nicolas Cage Slam pit, you get crushed, you should know better And now you stuck, like you don't know where to (go go) Make you a believer Chop you in the neck with a mothafuckin meat cleaver It's cool, you can fool the kids But you can't fool niggas that live The lifestyle, the lifestyle, the lifestyle, the lifestyle...

Everybody let's get doe (get doe) VIP in the disco (disco) What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo) Light it up and get twisto (twisto)

Yo, don't think about work, don't think about shit Don't drink just two shots, drink about six It's a party baby get that right Lotta ladies in the house tonight I'm fuckin drunk and the music is tight It's the nuts and we at it again Fuck this shit, either you or your friends better believe it Cuz the fun never ends, you know a live nigga never pretends Never cry about the money he spends Vacation mami, let that go, whatever happens here stay here, ain't that so? You sexy, better let that show Come over here and light that droe About love, we can make that slow. You gotta bottle of Cris, throw it up, throw it up You got a bottle of Mo, throw it up, throw it up

Everybody let's get doe (get doe) VIP in the disco (disco) What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo) Light it up and get twisto (twisto)

Ain't nothin but crooks in here Everyone's high in here Beatnuts is pioneers Masters of the ceremony, takin it there Look at me, I'm a monster y'all created You met me once, now we related You goin' round town sayin Psych's my cousin Bitches see me on TV and scream 'That's my husband!' You want me to go down, down like Nelly But the dugout's smelly, so give me head and get the smell out the telly Get the smell outta here!

go go go go go go

Everybody let's get doe (get doe) VIP in the disco (disco) What you drinkin on cris mo (cris mo) Light it up and get twisto (twisto)



Hood Thang

This joint right here i dedicate to all the sexy ladies in the world..

If you see me driving in my truck and you start to stare, cuz you wanna..uhg, ugh, oh hood thang, sit next to me, pop this extasy, and later have sex with me, watch a little dirty TV, girl just you and me.

Miss smoke, the spanish chick, with the sweetest ???, popping extasy so you can get the best of me. Lets take it there, whips and chains, it's all the same, no matter what you be screamin' my name. The way I move your ass is insane, having you sucking on my toes, giving me dough, lettin' me know I'm the only chick you sucking it for, so wifey you don't want it no more, this ain't the average whore.

Psuh my seat back, i'm in a head zone, getting my head blown by a red-blond, while i'm on the celly with the headphones, talking to some oversea hoes, with the big nagas and the fat torpedoes. I'm a dirty man so take off your maxi-pad, don't worry bout gettin' home, i'ma throw you in a taxi cab and get your ass home safe. Five in the morning i got you scrubbin' your pussy and washing nuts off your face. What's the case? They wanna see pecos, case closed all they gonna see is white hoes.

If you see me driving in my truck and you start to stare, cuz you wanna..uhg, ugh, oh hood thang, sit next to me, pop this extasy, and later have sex with me, watch a little dirty TV, girl just you and me.

The drunk on the sidewalk what, no rules or regulations baby girl when it comes to the butt. Show a real motherfucker some love, lets get some ??? wines or sumthing, i got some trees in the glove. Shorty smellin' like dignity, i ain't gotta do a thing today so i'ma let you all up in ok? Now put it in your pretty little mouth, sit get comfy like you was in your house. Brownskinned ??? with the sexiest cars she nice, wanna fuck me on the hood of the car, I'ma gonna hit her like she's going to jail, leave her ass sweaty and pale. Open like the dick is on sale, but you don't mind, your fuckin' a man hit it as hard as I can, sucking toes isn't part of the plan. One day i'll let you meet my clique, yeah ok it was nice meeting you to Shorty now eat a dick.

If you see me driving in my truck and you start to stare, cuz you wanna..uhg, ugh, oh hood thang, sit next to me, pop this extasy, and later have sex with me, watch a little dirty TV, girl just you and me.



Hammer Time

Tired of being one of the half knots running around half-cocked looking for trouble find double niggaz come near my car so they shuffle believe me when the beef's with me the D's huddle coming all of the wood but that shit don't rattle the hood Corona teach a nigga how to look good tell u niggaz won't last too long cuz the moon look bloody and the gat's too strong.

Better gates R.O. style black escalades fucking with gats they gonna find you in the everglades me and looser smoked about a pound of buddah (gunshots) that's what I'ma do to ya hard-hitting, leave you with your shit splittin' half you niggaz out now is just be shit spittin' top-notch left hand holding my crotch the other one on the glickitty-glock.

Heyyo Psycho's the name let me remind you you a snake in my grass don't make me come find you my whole click starving like a jail cafeteria while you on the block sucking cock up in Siberia crack a cold one blaze a hot one turn the mic up let me drop one when I release this, u better go cop one if I hear my dogs barking I reach for the shotgun we stand tall like the twin towers and we pssss... piss on u cowards!

Hammer Time!!

I hate niggaz that claim thug and won't be it I'm tired of niggaz yelling cops when they don't see it they shouldn't be here u won't see me when the smoke clear 3 blunts, 2 shorties, and a cold beer Big Moon but I smoke too soon spitting heat rhyme to the dirtiest beats love the streets that's the life and I like to live it I got a right to get it, i'ma shine in the turn??

Soon as I touch down hit the deck splattering ya'll blast all imitators know about it and ya'll baddest than all ya'll uhh Deader that the president and shoot down New York Like that nig ??? Milly cats so sit on them cats four five we feeling ya caps inferior scraps shit, I'll fucking blast U man decker Chick you gotta love it and I grabbed the chick's ???

Kevin Killaz be that nigga straight murdering tracks herbing them cats that can't flow on beats for shit looking at raps hurting they raps with powerful paragraphs of punishment believe me when I tell u, u don't want none of this front on this and get ur snot-box rocked like Charles Dutton that's the P.R.O line u though I wasn't still fucking predict with this hypnotism got u niggaz under a spell heat tucked under my belt frontin'' is felt straight up and down with no preservatives act like u heard of this I'm from BK but they heard of kiss little to nothing hammer time niggaz start ducking chickens start clucking ?? when the gat start bucking.

Hammer Time!!!



U Don't Want It

Man you lashed out Cause me and my niggaz throwing rocks at your glass house Put the trash out we coming to crash out Become a norious style pulling mats out Why you playin now I'ma put the flame on you Ju got the canyon, Les the grenade launcher I blaze ghanga like Jamaicans in Kingston And shit on you and leave you stinkin Light a match

U don't want it don't want it

I don't love hos who catch me on the Ave with a snub nose Late night ridin a bike watchin for po po At a red light right in plain sight On a summer on the low on the dead night Y'all niggaz don't want it with us And they ain't really shit to discuss All that shit you be spittin, it's us Step to you with the steel out Juju ain't the type of cat you wanna feel out.

It's all you you can hate if you want (u don't want it) Beatnuts keep blazing the blunts (u don't want it) And beats banging the truck (u don't want it) Gettin money worldwide we provide them up front (u don't want it) All you women in the club we know what you want (u don't want it)

Catch you with the cross bow Right through your torso What you said (nuttin) thought so Pass by your crib riding a horse slow Just checkin out the negocio Time to collect from the inner streets belly Nigga wanna come short like Joe Pesci. Before I wack em I crack a cold pepsi. Click back all leave the space messy.

Blowin guns like Jesse Pulled my glock out who wanna test me I feel like the devil just possessed me Burn more weed, I'm moving at hyper speed Always carry two knives with me For y'all niggaz who be trying to hate You fucking fake man You know these are the records you be dyin to make Think you're hot nigga yeah right Hot in the ass fuck around get shot in the ass

It's all you you can hate if you want (u don't want it) Beatnuts keep blazing the blunts (u don't want it) And beats banging the truck (u don't want it) Gettin money worldwide we provide them up front (u don't want it) All you women in the club we know what you want (u don't want it)

This scene is getting ugly

Yo it's my turn How many speak what they got Eat at the spot like Pac you could believe it or not In the streets in the drop you know my boys is hot We spit fireballs you heard my click got my thousand yours Hammer quipped we die for the strips defy the law We the squad that do the job and beat the charge A gold T with a old key will beat the job You never know when you're bout to go You never know when you're about to blow Niggaz get locked when the back is slow On my pops we gonna pop the Mo Pop the krizic cock is clicked Til Seis get killed by the apocalypse Ain't no stoppin this We splurgin and mergin Icein up the verse so nice they call me surgeon Fuck what they heard twin We the truth smoke weed on the roof Puff live on the deuce get live off the 1-5-1 proof You never know this ain't a rapper bein phony With the white gold and big boulders and cuban zircony Frontin like you don't know me, homey

This scene is getting ugly



Mayonnaise

All chromed out pulling the benz out, no more little motels. I'm up in the penthouse, counting cheddar, hustlin' shows for crazy paper. While shorty's in the front row trying to squeeze my baby-maker. Off the anchor, wake up and smell the sanchor, bitches wanna sit on my lap like i'm santa. In the VIP gettin' my dick sucked, by a redhead with big jugs, takin' pornographic pictures. Les make a sandwich, pull down you panties crack open your buns so I can spread the mayonnaise.



Se Acabo Remix

Free drinks on the house, word Everybody drinkin tonight (WHAT DA DEALLY?) Por ahi viene el perro, por ahi viene Cae la gorda por... Yo check it out Swing a bat on you like the devil himself Put it on us, sickness or health Makin you could only breathe wit help I ain't playin, you don't wanna hear what you sayin yourself Hit the street wit incredible beats We reknowned for tearin it down Never have you heard a similar sound Like a drop off when shit pop off, feel a hot one Side scorching from a hot gun Niggas get lost in the buildings wit money and the children Not the type to talk too much and catch feelin Dominican flag over the bed on the ceiling Protect everything I rep, that's the first thing Many things follow, bullet stay hollow You actin like we don't chew, you can't swallow Niggas try to change my plans, I'ma beat you till I break my hands Ju the German every place I stand ("Se Acabo")

All day everyday ("Se Acabo") mothafuckers! Step up front! What's goin on?

Aiyyo it's Big Psych, baby you don't want no problems Suckers want war, then yo bomb em Bring the heat, squeeze the flame torch Then peel out in a convertible gray Porsche I'm three miles ahead of you, I took the plates off Just in case your snitch wanna get paid off Pull out the chainsaw, it's A Musical Massacre Cut the head off the driver and the passenger Sic my dogs after ya, have you climbin a tree Just another crime in the street Ain't nuttin better than findin a beat So if you find that and try to blow my spot up ("You!") Get shot up "Se Acabo" Means "It's Over" bro, Method Man on the remix, it's over yo "Se Acabo" Beatnuts flip the beat, it's over yo It's a Beatnuts thing, yo you know how that go.

What kind of Beatnut am I? Spanish Fly, P-O-P-P-I (Who got the live special guest for the night?) Excuse me as I kiss the sky Yo one on one through the nasal To put food on the table, I Rush Associated Labels Huh, ready, willing and able to rock cradle And rock steady, when I get the drop I drop heavy Twist the metal, mask the machette The god don't want beef, he want veggie Plus signs over Deadly Medley Who got em gassed on his own Getty Battery back, he Eveready Now what's fuckin wit that ha? Not you, you chocha I fuck wit Beatnuts, Livin La Vida Loca! Callate la boca, see the Spanish Fly on the sofa One word, he slap you wit the toaster Keep it in the holster on safety Put yourself in timeout, playin wit this dough, let me find out You ain't hard to find though, barrel on your tonsils Sigan hablando y siga mamando "Se Acabo" "Se Acabo" All day everyday "Se Acabo" No doubt What the fuck's goin on? Worldwide! (Beatnuts)Write your own rhymes "Se Acabo" Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah "Se Acabo" All you punk niggas walk it off, "Se Acabo" wordup We ain't playin over here yamean "Se Acabo"