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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,377
Peak in subgenre #715
Author
J DeLux
Rights
JDX Records
Uploaded
September 27, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Verse 1:
Its starts like this, J DeLux rips, anyone,
my punches hard hit, wit a fast clip, tommy gun,
ill shatter ya brain, try to maintain, composure,
like big daddy kane, off the chain, gun in holster,
Im really so sick, lines come quick, just like this,
10 years for pricks, creating a diss, that'll still miss,
Your all fake emcees, t-o-t, its so true,
While J to the D's, on a spree, and cant lose,
I put fakes to rest, wear a vest, when i come thru,
to your chest, the left breast, i still blast thru,
i'll stop at no end, theres no friends, in this game,
raps the new trend, try to pretend, ur not lame,
but ur still fake, for heaven sake, u kno ur wack,
u constantly shake, made all mistakes, and still came back,
u tried to fuck, wit J DeLux, but u got owned,
now ur stuck, outta luck, nate dogg has been phoned
Nate Dogg Chorus:
I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game
Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name
Verse 2:
dont speak my name, tourched to flames, is how u'll be
the best u claim, you became, but i have to disagree,
ur flows all off, your just soft, please admit it,
spit sick wit a loft, cough, but i dun permit it,
everyone laughs at you, turn blue, ur an embarassment,
my point of view, is that i knew, that im heaven-sent,
my name in a song, is fuckin wrong, dont try bitch,
hits bigger than king kong, in the bong, no lies bitch,
whats funny here, it that its clear, that im not a rapper,
but in my premiere, you still fear, that ima take shots at ya,
put down ur hands, be a man, know ill never surrender,
i got a plan, to have fans, against any fuckin contender,
ill take down the best, from the west, north south or east,
home or guest, i would suggest, that you'll be deceased,
come with originality, cause my vitality, could take the win,
murderous line of brutality, bringin lethality, to your kin,
Nate Dogg Chorus:
I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game
Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name
Verse 3:
So now the beef started, i got it with high stackz,
only difference is, u cant turn ur lines from lie to facts
im a 17 year old white boy, fuck a carreer in rap,
if i gotta spit fake shit, like, nigga im always strapped,
well fuck that, im on that serious music tip,
not claiming to have high stacks, with only fake chips,
u never had a future in this game, be for real,
not even touchin vanilla ice, yet ur lifes still surreal,
i just switched up styles, in the middle of a track,
only time u switch up, is in a set of jumpin jacks,
u outta shape muther fucker, dont try 2 retailiate,
cuz u got owned lil bitch, just like real estate,
but whatever its ur life, u can do what u need,
but u'll never have what it takes, to actually succeed
its funny how these people, actually believe that their good,
so are u suburban rappers, or just misunderstood? bitch
Nate Dogg Chorus:
I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name
Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain
Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same
Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain
Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game
Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain
I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain
Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name
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