Hand On My Nutsac lyrics

[Verse 1]
(I got my) I got my hand on my nutsac bellin' 'cross the stage
In a motherf*ckin' rage like a animal in a cage (Rage)
I catch wrecks like a junkyard fool (Fool)
f*ck around and get'cha holdin that jar, Cool!
Yep that's me on the motherf*ckin' mic-a (mic-a)
Nova, hyper strikin' n*ggas like a viper
Who wants to step to the rep that I kept
For a long, long, long, long, long, long, time
I got more flavor then a truck load of Snickers
Ya punch her by the straps, ya got ta kick her, f*ck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin' with a pro-per
I got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
Coolio locc and I'm down to blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherf*ckers curse me, but they can't hurt me
When I'm doin dirt, that's why I show no mercy
I flips tha scripts and it's tha dips when I rips
And rock tha f*ckin, house for the Bloods and Crips
Danger danger, ol' gangsta gangsta
Droppin' dogs on the wanksta pranksta
40 Thevz and the band with a plan to make some stops
n*ggas die on the street but they don't play taps
Or a 21 gun salute, there in cahoots
My name ain't Alex Haley but I still got roots, uh
Bang, bang, bang to the air now ya dead
It was a black and white thang but now it's blue and red
This ain't an episode of Batman, it's more'n like a Blackman
Slap yo' ass up and I jacked ya for ya Walkman
n*ggas on the top and you don't deserve nothin'
They frontin' they punks, their whack as f*ck, their sh*t ain't even bumpin'
Suckas play the back 'cause I'm dope when I rap
And my hand's on my motherf*ckin' nutsac
And it's like that!
[Verse 2]
It's time for me to step so I'm steppin' in deep (Deep)
I was born a thief so ya know I'm on the creep
Sucka n*gga wanna test me but he can't best me
Buck-buck to the chest and I guess you're a dead flea
Now I gotta treat ya like a sucka
'Cause you're soft like butter, you punk motherf*cker
C-C-Coolio but you can call me who?
I drop da sh*t on ya lyrics 'cause ya rhyme style is doo-doo
Ass, feces, you don't wanna see me
With a flashlight 'cause I serve that ass (Right, right, right)
Word to the motherf*ckin' homies and you know you can't hold me
Or throw me... so blow me
How many n*ggas must I stick
Before you get my drift and fully understand not to f*ck with this
I never been a stoner, take ya momma home and bone her
One night stand and once again she's a loner
'Cause I won't be played out, strung out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some clout
And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets 'cause I'm hip to ya game
Ho's be acting like they love me but they only wanna f*ck me
And suck me, but don't touch me
Back up off me hooker 'cause I won't be taken
Go find you another motherf*cker you can break it
I gots ta keep playin these n*ggas like ping-pong
And hit 'em like King Kong, you're singin' the same song
'93 is the year and yes I'm gettin' bigger
Gave a shot to the 121 'cause they my n*ggas
Scotty B ridin' shotgun, BOOM he got one
Only God knows if he'll catch a hot one
Knick-knack paddy-wack Wino's in the back
And my hand's on my motherf*ckin' nutsac
And it's like that
[Outro]
I got my hand on my nutsac
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I got my hand on my nutsac
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I got my hand on my nutsac
Na-na-na-na-na-na
And it's like that