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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #12,612
Peak in subgenre #1,950
Author
Robin Herrera
Uploaded
August 31, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:04
Story behind the song
ntn man'.
Lyrics
uh, yeah, nga'z, bitches, uh uh,. nga'z, bitches, uh uh , fuck outt'a here,
bitches and ngas, wacha wanna do,
pulling triggers, we clearing the room,
me and my nga's now in the car, goin' zoom,
1'5 and change, next parties at two,
we gon' wreck this mothatfuckin' house too,
ashes on the floor, gives the floor a tattoo,
you want' liquor? yeah we could get at that too,
bet , bring ya friend, we'll go run a ron de vouz,
then nut up on ya face , make ya run you around loose,
bitches like animalz, they belong in the zoo,
give a little'bit a liquor, and call her bu',
this bitch ain't leaving till the morning come through,
mouf on ya dick , like the nut was glue,
and you want me respect you,
want me buy you clothes and fucking dress you, bless you,
and at the same time buy you shoes,
when more dick go in'ya mouf then fucking food.
yeah, fuck outta here, yeah huh huh yea, fuck outta here, yeah huh huh
come one bitch, I ain't here to stress you,
the song bumping , and also the bitch next to you.
so help me so i can help you,
if not! i'ma disrespect you,
tuck you in ya tummy, and show you what a tech do,
lthis a party fa me to enjoy , not ya crew,
bet , ima have they handstrapped like the cops do,
choke them one by one , till they faces 'z blue,
and then when i'm done, ima have to rid you,
toss you in a bag, like used up tissue,
it's my party, my beef, my issues,
don't get it aroun' hear, it's that simple,
us nga'z neva fear, we blow up like hindus,
taking ova every partY<
bitch you want bacardi,
you don't got chip'nz , i got'a dick and it's hard sweety,
come one , it's serious, hazardous , kill me.
yeah, fuck outta here, yeah huh huh yea, fuck outta here, yeah huh huh
so F it , i ain't mean stress it,
shorty on thick side, restless,
might as well test,
back in da hood, Like that's the best head kid,
i went up in a party, pill in'a cup, while shorty took a sip,
then she walking tumbling , fucked up and shit,
cuz in all parties, shit happenz,
always drastic accidents,
that alway'z results, afta i say whaT'S happening,
fuck outta here, i'm back again , hazardous.
you wanna fuck wit me, chill don't ask fa this,
i'm like a baptist kid, nah i'm playing,
i'm grimey, ask satan when you C'm,
anytime you C me , there's smoke on the cealing,
concealing, the thoughts of me dreaming,
and picturing ya bitch face, topped off with semen,
i'm fuck up, it' s my party , i ain't leaving.
Hazardous, chill, i'm pheening.
