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Story behind the song
wack niggaz bother me....amoungts other things
Lyrics
LIttle Niggaz
CHeck it..
Done playing same lame little games with ya
same dames no shame, gave brains since tha
Beginning of time, you'll kno when I finish a rhyme
for my niggaz, not for getting the shine
My time could come, FOR now do this shit for fun
.......wont leave the scene like Hit and runs
some niggaz dat got problems go n get the guns
and blast off pure shots till your click is done
Trust me...they talk shit, turn bitch and leave
um really bothered by the little things that get to me
niggaz been pushing my buttons, they shooken and frontin
Flow Dax is pure heat like um coookin in ovens
BUT at the same time I stay cold, 40 below
NIggaz call themselves a hustla BUT they snorting the coke
I....cant stand all these fake ass clicks
dats why the day Gon' come when they make Dax FLip
and I aint talking bout selling the drugs
um telling these thugs, your done when your telus is bugged
um only....liked by a few, hated by most
and most the hates thrown at me cause um making a toast
CHING!!!! Nice days call for matrimony
over here stay real, over there U are acting phony
niggaz style getting old like a pack of foogies
need to thank God I dont roll with the clapper on me
Chorus:
LIttle Niggaz Front, getting on my nerves
coming up to me, repping out my verse
spitting out some words, get a couple birds
it is such a shame, only getting worse
Verse 2
State:
time n time again same wheel dat spins
same frontin cocky niggazz actin like dey ur friends
caught up in da trends of time, never one to waste my time
i spit ryhmes for da changin times
line after line out my mind
cant stand da shit no more its 04, gotta get mine
on da grind steady, cause dezz bills heavy
Tryin take a nigga out, man you know i be ready
Lets.... see what you got, cause little nigazz round here
known to run around and talk alot, its not where u from
or what click u reppin, now a dayz niggazz sure to bless
you wit da teckin, frettin..
iz all you could do....
doesnt take much for you to go run get ur crew
whats you gon do hoody up cap down real let off a couple shots
off man hear dem blow Yo Yo
Man Da pheons izz screamin time for you to knuckle up
fuck face these demons, beemin iz what da eyez known to do
cock back da beretta let them fuckers feel it to
wait... yall made a mistake....
iz dis da same nigga claming "he carry weight"
da same little nigga runnin "his mout to da jacks"
da same nigga talkin bout "how he did state"
fate.......... (sinister laugh)
