C-Bo - Spray Yourself lyrics

(feat. Yukmouth) [Yukmouth] THUGG LORD!!!!!!! Salute! Whut b**h, aiight, AIIGHT! We got a b**h a** n***a in our presence A f**ing imposter Get yo a** up n***a Whats up n***a You ain't no mothaf**in made man Money don't make you no made man n***a The mob make you a made man you b**h Now get on the floor n***a [Yukmouth] n***a shank yourself n***a stab yourself n***a spray yourself n***a blast yourself n***a's packed with wealth Though I come through fast and stealth Your f**in stack get dealt Now they on thier self Like ma**ika blast to k** Never try to graze n***az Just cause you a paid n***a That doesn't mean your made n***a You Gay n***a I pay n***as To spray n***az Lay n***az down for the gray glitter Send you to the GRAVEDIGGAZ!... Ready to die I aint afraid n***a I make money, money never make.... n***az I break n***az Wake up with a .45 pointed in your face n***a Now where the safe n***a I take your rolex honeycomb face out the safe I gotta get my money on straight The South is gay These phony a** rappers is fake About to hate make a move out of state Regime k**erz about face Aw hell the Thugg Lord Salute Me! Put 21 guns in the sky n***a rush yours Cause none of yall n***az want war Fake a** CB4, Gusto still Yuk flow whut the f** for We I walk I scrape my knuckles across the ground Guerrila walking across town beating down Blood Hounds Yall n***az sound like Mystikal Get some sk**s thuggin on wax I do this sh** for real b*tch! [Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)] You aint a made man you made yourself Give that b**h an AK let him spray yourself Hey!......... Alot of n***az get paid to wealth Now they sh** just stay on the shelf Spray Yourself!! (We made men, paid men, that made it all) (Born to this sh** and ready to ball) (Spray Yourself) (Rather then k** ya n***a on the wall) (n***a and stick the motherf**in Ten up in your drawers) (Spray Yourself) [C-BO] Now who the f** is these weak rappers Acting like they real but thier fake phony cuban zirconan actors The Mob father bringing it real for all the mobstars While other n***az in this game to win an oscar Scared of mobstas Can't do a concert unless they are paying themself Can't get a real b**h so they lay yourself Heeeeey!!!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeey!!!!!! Can't get the p**y unless they paying your wealth You motherf**ers need to spray yourself What! What! Heard Bossaline a major pay per event Now we gon see you on some murderous sh** Have you heard of this clique Thugg Lord Yukmouth close the door Lets take these Toy Soldiers to war Remember back when you wasn't sh** At my hotel with the bundles of sh** Give my a hundred g's to bust on your sh** And I touched the sh** Real n***az that had enough of this sh** Going platinum without a nann n***a bumpin your sh** Now tell me Weak n***a how you do dat deah Westcoast Mobb father b**h we don't care You must of bought your own sh** To you they shoot your own sh** Came here without poppin your own deal its on b**h You must forgot when I helped your a** out Back when you was rollin around town in a gla** house When I see how I might light that a** up See if you westbound b**h you better gas up mash up b**h [Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)] You aint a made man you made yourself Give that b**h an AK let him spray yourself Hey!......... Alot of n***az get paid to wealth Now they sh** just stay on the shelf Spray Yourself!! (We made men, paid men, that made it all) (Born to this sh** and ready to ball) (Spray Yourself) (Rather then k** ya n***a on the wall) (n***a and stick the motherf**in Ten up in your drawers) (Spray Yourself) [Yukmouth] Alright Ready to talk yourself marching I be startin a war so just marching Parking the??? in front of the mansion f** apartments f** that sh** you talking Bullsh** be barking I often smoking blunts on my doobe in your coffin Rap-A-Lot n***az boss ballin' Shot callin' The come to be the boss my n***az all flossin' See many loss ends Trying to keep up Sell Cheba Next tell selly a thousand Rap-A-Lot beepers Smoke reefa Regime Leader the prime suspect Something like Puff but I got a new millimeter I ain't bust yet It ain't a fine b**h a senorita I ain't f**ed yet I pop X I rub s** They love this Thugg sh** n***az say Yuk next to take the West over The f**in best blower Chronic catch and sess smoker The AK 47, Uzi, and Tec holder I'm the n***a you heard stressed over And get no rest over n***a wrecked by the neck screaming with sweat on ya Go to sleep with a vest on ya Cause I creep d**h on ya Pull my Tec on ya Hop on dubs and skates Sinceraly yours the n***a you love to hate Lil b**h! [Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)] You aint a made man you made yourself Give that b**h an AK let him spray yourself Hey!......... Alot of n***az get paid to wealth Now they sh** just stay on the shelf Spray Yourself!! (We made men, paid men, that made it all) (Born to this sh** and ready to ball) (Spray Yourself) (Rather then k** ya n***a on the wall) (n***a and stick the motherf**in Ten up in your drawers) (Spray Yourself)