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(feat. Cat Cody, Krayzie Bone, Tombstone) [Cat Cody] No, no, no, no, no We ain't said no names, y'all We know just who you are And exactly why you came Now wouldn't it be real fucked up If we start namin' names? We ain't said no names [Krayzie] I can remember back in the day if you bit another nigga you was considered a biter Non-originality, simply disrespectin' a true rider Nigga, I'm fired up Nigga, keep on bitin' the Bone and your jaw'll get wired up Keep on lovin' my song but my nigga, you ain't Bone Can you understand what's wrong? Better get on Sayin' you been flowin' since back in the day Some of you was Well okay, but whatever it was you were stressin' SongtexteIt wasn't effecting nobody like this way Hit me, so niggas can miss me with they drama Tell them all like Willie-D told niggas "Bitch, play with your mama. 'Cause I'm not your toy." So nigga don't test me, cause Krayzie ain't no sample But really, could you handle Big old slugs from these here magnum? Ever since we came with Thuggish Ruggish Bone Niggas been comin' up out the woods singin' We stole they flow and song If that's the case then why when we kick Wicked shit, muthafuckas all like it? And then why when you come tryin' to kick my shit I can tell you strugglin' tryin'? And back in the day how many niggas Was really claimin' to be thugs? Niggas was gangstas So what the fuck done changed 'em? Huh? What really be fuckin' my head up Is when one nigga do somethin', come up Make a Little bit of money, somebody all on your nuts I'm keepin' it real, and bitch If you Feel I'm talkin' bout you Then it must be the guilt I think we should give them the murder treatment Yeah, that should learn 'em, baby [Krayzie] Oh, oh, we gonna kill them with the big shotgun Yeah, fuck y'all niggas who's talkin', nigga Niggas talkin' shit over here, nigga Fuck y'all niggas wantin' to do it Aw shit, these niggas done started over here They talkin' shit, say we ain't rappin' (What?) Niggas has got the nerve, and look who platinum Niggas been runnin' off at the mouth Before they think and look at the reality I'm a speak on it, so bitch, be mad at me Now first of all, y'all can't even talk Y'all need to go get your speech right And then while you at it You need quit samplin' that bullshit And get your beats tight Let's meet up at midnight in the alley Where nobody knowin' what's happenin' What's happenin? You wanna pull out some guns or do some rappin'? A nigga don't want no problems But then if he wants to cause it - a nine millimeter Dawed-off, a .380, TEC-9, comin' out my closet Probably only have to pull a muthafuckin' twenty-two Probably just say "Boo!" And watch you niggas scuffle, scatter everywhere Them niggas up outta there That studio shit been known To give niggas like you wig-splits I hear you talkin', woofin' nigga But I really can't feel shit Now face it, nigga, rap just ain't the same Especially since my Mo Thug family encountered the game The fame is pain, for this I'll pay the price And niggas tryin' to take my life Always feelin' violent vibes Just because I'm shinin' now In the hood, it was sarcastic shit like "You paid now, been awhile since you came around." So you tellin' me that I ain't down? But first of all, when I was broke as fuck You niggas did not give a fuck Now all of the sudden Ya lovin' me when we drunk, playa hata We know who you are, can find out where you live Better protect your kids Fuck it, let's blow up his crib 10-o'clock news: "Nobody lived." [Tombstone] You better roll Cause we give no love where we got to buck Break you off somethin' proper with hate I 'll break you off somethin' proper with love It's all how you take it We been never takin' no strippin' For the body dippin' Grips in the wasteland all from mad-testin' Even though they know about death - a cold place to rest in [Cat Cody] We know just who you are And exactly why you came Now wouldn't it be real fucked up If we start naming names? We ain't said no names Aus Songtexte Mania