Bun B - Sho' Nuff lyrics

[Verse 1 - Freeway] Uh, who's bad? I'm bad (that's right) I am Michael Jackson, Puff Daddy "Bad" Boy, I will strike you with the belt like your dad (that's right) I will +Rock Your Bells+, I am LL +Bad+ (Rock Your Bells!) I am hard as hell Got the semi on blast, call you on speed dial You can't confine me to a cell I injure competition, make the n***as do the math They always wind up losin, cause I hardly take a L Take a smell (smell), sniff I'm the sh** like feces, the GT too quick (ain't that right) You need 200 G's to move this (that's right) I do this, I breeze past the DT's, so swiftly (swiftly) Y'all dudes iffy, I'm him, men gotta send other men to get me And the men that they send, get hit up I dump the Calico and let off fifty in a jiffy [Hook 1 - Freeway] (Bun B) Is ya gonna ride? (Sho' nuff) If them n***as try ya, pull a homicide (sho' nuff) Empty fifty bullets right in they behind (sho' nuff) I'm the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town Ain't ya gonna move? (Sho' nuff) If them n***as try ya, will ya show and prove? (Sho' nuff) Run up on them, empty fifty from the tool (sho' nuff) I'm the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town [Verse 2 - Bun B] It's Bun Beeder, the heater co*ked, show me the spot I need a knot, whether the bread is for me or not Leave the block, if I see the guap, I'm on the case You got the base, I put the Glock up to your face Taste Bun metal, the color of gun metal When the gun settle, you perish and then Big Bun pedal Petty d**, naw, hit 'em with the raw Head-tie, k** 'em with the no, then we fin' to go (to go) Split the sh**, split the dough, then we hit the do' Then we hit the blocks with the rocks, let these n***as know (what?) Then we fin' to sew up the corners with the blow If you ain't down, then we hit you with the clip fo' sure (ho) Let the trigger go, then the n***a go down Talkin about this yo' town, motherf**er slow down (whoa) Be easy pimpin, you too squirrelly Me and Philly Freezy shut it down, early [Hook 2 - Bun B] Ain't ya gonna move? (Sho' nuff) If them n***as try ya, will ya show and prove? (Sho' nuff) Run up on 'em, empty fifty out the tool (sho' nuff) I'm the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town Ain't ya gonna move? (Sho' nuff) If them n***as try ya, will show and prove? (Sho' nuff) Run up on 'em, empty fifty out the tool (sho' nuff) I'm the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town [Verse 3 - Freeway] n***a wanna war with me, I take 'em on live I blast the 4-5, you have to pick 'em on up (on up) He get mangled, I'm bilingual Abdul Hadi taught me Arabic, I took him on Hajj (on Hajj) Shaquan, Jazakumullah Hukhair In the city we residin they warin like the Al-Qaeda We're never warin, performin like Leonidas Y'all dudes lazy, you bust a grub and get n***aitis Put the burner to your gums like gingivitis Floss with bullets, I'll pull it, crack your eye wear Hell if I care, I handle business, leave you right here n***as can't afford the lenses I wear Look at my pair, they are Aviators, y'all are player haters You can never fly or get a seat in my Lear, you need a high chair You can try the one but it will get you done You can go and get your duns, n***a it will get them aired, yeah [Hook 1]