verse one: Hussein Fatal
Man I cant stand Hussien, put that punk to sleep
that n***a f**ed my little sister at the comfort suite
got her pregnant and everything,and he aint even claim it
I do it for any price right now just name it
10 years ago he rapped with Pac, he still think he famous
though Ima roll em over with the stainless
look at him stuntin, frontin over there at the bar, like a star
he aint even got a car and they get in clubs they charge
but maybe thats why he's hood?
f** that n***a, I heard he treat his lil homies no good
but thats the n***a they k** fo, and Ima keep it real though
the Outlawz jerked him, so he aint really getting real dough
f** that he got something, and I wann take it
I aint hating, because he got put on, but I wanna make it
this n***a rollin thru the hood like he Akbar, prayin somethin
everybody feelin him, so aint nobody saying nothin
f** that sh**, he gonna die like me
around here I aint trying to let him shine like me
so when I catch him
Ima stretch him
and put him where he suppose to be
I hate him, and I dont want that p**y n***a close to me
Hook: Hussein Fatal
I dont like that n***a, I should k** him right now
I dont like his style, and he always stuntin, that n***a foul
I should k** him right now man, I dont like that n***a, he stay in the hood
big guns, heavy everyday in the hood
I dont like that n***a, that n***a foul
I should k** him right now
Verse 2: Hussein Fatal
He so real, its a goddamn shame
some fake thugs in the hood want a bullet in his goddamn name
but when they see him in person, they repeating his verse's
telling him how he hott, and if he dont eat then its worthless
so go ahead try to snapp on him
Im going to leave that warnin
just seen him in Tabel lounge with the mack on him
with a couple of the homies from uptop
Pine street bloodz, across the street on the busstop
just waitin for you s**ers to inch wrong
i saw the haters standing there with the waist slim chin chon
f** that, somebody needs to stop him before I do
you know the rule all the time, but he aint poppin from my crew
that n***a better stay out of the hood
and I aint bullsh**in, he better stay as faraway as he could
any questions he got, Ima answer with the fourty
at Deco lounge wit shoes on, dancin with my shorty
I heard, I knew that
maybe she pushed up on a n***a? na shorty wouldnt do that
but I'm talking about the way he be out
starin at me, ridin by shooting rocks, like he playin me out
and his boyz dont even like him, I know some n***az from the 'Clair
quite, humble n***az use to sit up on the tier
and talk about him wrecklessly
so I know he a snake, I dont want that n***a next to me
Hook: Hussein Fatal
I dont like that n***a, I should k** him right now
I dont like his style, and he always stuntin, that n***a foul
I should k** him right now man, I dont like that n***a, he stay in the hood
big guns, heavy everyday in the hood
I dont like that n***a, that n***a foul
I should k** him right now
Verse 3: Hussein Fatal
man that n***a always talking about the sh** that he touched
all the sh** he did with his man, and all the b**hes he f**ed
I wish Kadafi wouldve never introduced him to Pac
I know that n***a,they called him Dirty Bruce on the block
but wasnt he getting money with some n***a named rich
yea, but after that he was back to the same sh**
all of them n***az changed, man all of them n***az strange
he came around this b**h, and took all of them n***az range
aint nobody say sh**, but they talking it now
Finny Mitchell had some n***az in the park on the ground
and he aint get on the floor, he played his part with a frown
yea but my party going to stomp me down
he the best thats what it is, Ima call for his crown
and I aint know him back then, so Ima start with him now
I bought a brand new fourty, when I see him its on
I aint only blowin the horn, Ima leave him a storm
Ima do his a** dirty, in the evilest form
next time you hear about him, I guarantee you he gone
this n***a rollin thru the hood like he Akbar, prayin somethin
everybody feelin him, so aint nobody saying nothin
I dont like that n***a