[Pimp C]
One motherf**er, two motherf**ers
Three motherf**ers, fo' - wanna squab with me
over they, motherf**in hoe
Tell 'em like this, ya better get up off my dick n***a!
Befo' you have to deal wit my motherf**in trigger
I don't figure that it's worth all that, G
Gettin yo' a** shot, cause ya b**h gave me the p**y
Don't it feel funny when you go down ta eat her
knowin that you s**in on another n***a's peter
And when ya get a kiss, do ya feel bliss
knowin that ya swallowed all that semen and that piss?
You wanna step to me but I don't really think ya should
I shoulda kicked yo' a** instead I told ya somethin good, b**h!
[Chorus: sampled from Chaka Khan & Rufus' "Something Good"]
TELL me something GOOD (Ohhh, baby, baby, baby yeah)
TELL me something GOOD (Oh yeaaaaah...yeah)
Tell-TELL me something GOOD (Ohhhhhhh-HOO!, tell me, tell me...)
TELL me something GOOD (Ohhh, baby, baby, baby yeah)
[Bun B]
Fo' motherf**er, three motherf**er
Two motherf**er, one - get a f**in gun, cause it's f**in Bun
Ain't no hoe sh**, I'm packin that lead
Nine pointed at yo' head, I guess you know yo' a** is dead
You bought yo' boys like you wanted to squab
But instead of a fist, I let my gat do the job
Now I don't know what time you be livin in
But f** a fight, I bet my gun'll have you givin in
Wanna pull a knife when my .45 is co*ked back
A bullet in yo' a**, I bet yo' b**h'll jock that
..Now you on your d**hbed and cain't even hum right
But that's what you get for bringin hands to a gun fight
[Chorus]
(Ohhhhhhh-HOO!)
[Pimp C]
n***az nowadays got a habit that they really need to quit
Gettin they a** kicked over a skank a** b**h
You need to check ya hoe and ya need to check her fast
Cause if you know like me, you would drop her f**in a**
But I ain't bout to f** her, cause I'm scared of that disease
Cause she's pa**in' out the a** like government cheese
But not me n***a, cause Pimp C wanna live
Have you had yo' test? Are you H-I positive?
But instead of gettin checked you wanna f** with me
You need to be lookin for a f**in MD!
But if you don't step, I'ma draw on ya fast
And pump off lead like dash in yo' a**
I didn't do f** ya girl but your sister p**y tight
f**ed her to my homeboy's Caddy last night
She s**ed my dick, I bust a nut in her throat
and she didn't take it out, and she didn't even choke
I f**ed her doggystyle and the b**h just THREW ME
Turned me on my stomach, started lickin out\\n my BOOTY
Now everybody in the hood
know that your sister lick a booty real good, hehhahaha!
[Chorus 1/2]
[Bun B]
Now brothers need to get they sh** straight
These lyrics that I'm stressin goin farther than this tape
It just ain't a song, motherf**er, it's the real!
If yo' a** ain't trill, b*tch, you shuffled in the deal
See, I tell the sh** like I see it
You open up ya nuts and I'ma knee it
if you don't like it, so be it
I learn how to walk, I learn how to run
I learn how to squab and then I bought a f**in gun
And now I got an attitude adjuster -
a nine wit a sixteen shot clip and I'm ready to bust ya
Lips get swoller, the punks get rolled-up
Them n***az get shot, and UGK STILL hold nuts
Raised on the streets, and yo I never said I wasn't
The hookers are the nieces, the fiends are my cousins
The dealers are my brothers, so fu*k you, hoe!
I thank my family for my 'Lac, wit the trues and Vogues
Cause I can remember when I was back at?Wentrel?
A little BAD n***a that was up to no good, yo
I told a n***a, "f** you!" and couldn't even back it up
then f**ed around and got smacked up
So I got my boys and we beat that a** down
Threw him off to Sea World, and watched his a** drown
n***az knew who did it, but what could they say?
Not only got my crew, I got my nine and my AK
and I'ma roll the streets, any-f**in-way I want to
and if you think you the sh**, n***a I want you
I keep my dope, my hoes, and my motherf**in hood
to my side, so fu*k sayin somethin good!!