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(Intro: Roscoe & Kurupt)
(Chorus) This goes out to all y`all tellin` my bitch what you saw Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Thinkin` I won`t check shit (whaaat?!) or these mouths on records Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Talkin` shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide!
Well Uh-Uh, Uh (Say what?!) Uh-Uh (Say what?!) Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide!
(1st Verse: Kurupt) Early mornin` I just awoke Just took a sip and just took a smoke The phone rang Niggas spittin` game The same ol` Same ol` Same ol` thang Talkin` `bout life Talkin` `bout bitches Talkin` `bout money... Cars... And switches And all of a sudden he switched talkin` about some kill shit `Bout this bitch ass nigga talkin` some real shit
(Chorus) This goes out to all y`all tellin` my bitch what you saw Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Thinkin` I won`t check shit or these mouths on records Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Talkin` shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide!
Well Uh-Uh, Uh Well Uh-Uh, Uh (Say what?!) (No way!) (Say what?!) Uh-Uh (Say what?!) Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide!
(2nd Verse: Kurupt) You know I`m chip-toothed, motherfucker You about to get slapped like a motherfuckin` bitch for that (Say what?!) You got a lot of rap homie, not to know a nigga Don`t talk a nigga, show a nigga Don`t think it nigga, live it, nigga Don`t run it, nigga Gun it, nigga (Man, fuck that!) Don`t fake niggas, quake niggas I ain`t no bitch nigga (I ain`t none) So don`t play me like a bitch nigga You lil` bitch nigga Change the switch nigga Wanna get rich nigga (Nigga!) Fuck and make a motherfuckin` nigga dick itch, nigga Why you mad at me? (Why you mad homie?) Walk without Talkin` `bout what you talkin` `bout You must be that Madd Rapper (hehe) Puffy and them was talkin` about Nigga put a dick in yo mouth And shut the fuck up! (Nigga!) You lil` bitch! (Bitch!) I hear you talkin` but you ain`t sayin shit!
(Chorus) Now this goes out to all y`all (all y`all!) tellin` my bitch what you saw Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! (Snitch ass niggas!) They thinkin` I won`t check shit or these mouths on records Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! (Bitch nigga!) Talkin` shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide!
No way! (Say what?!) (Say what?!) Uh-Uh Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Uh-Uh Uh-Uh No way! (Say what?!) (Say what?!) (Say what?!) Bitch! No way! Uh-Uh (Say what?!) Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Uh-Uh Bounce (Yo!) Bounce Bounce But no way... Uh-Uh Uh-Uh (Say what?!) (Say what?!) Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Uh-Uh
(3rd Verse: Roscoe) If you gonna rob with us, nigga rooob! If you gonna mash with us, nigga maaash! Instead we be dumpin` on cowards and bonin` out with the cash So when a nigga run up on you In a blue ski mask (Run nigga! Run!) `Cause I come (Heeeey!) murda yo Drawin` skits It`s like bustin` a orange You get terminated Our rhymes is esquisite Explicit, and R-Rated You askin` why I`m laughing `cause it`s kinda funny to me You really think you gonna come and take my money from me? Well, I can`t let that slide I`m fittin` to trip Pop my Olde English and get into some gangsta shhh! What`s my name? Roscoe! Roscoe! My big brah Kurupt! Kurupt! And what we do: We rob! We rob! And can`t let... that slide! that slide! Nigga... What?! What?! What?! We raw doggs, Cuz
(Chorus) This goes out to all y`all tellin` (Nigga!) my bitch what you saw Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Thinkin` I won`t check shit (Ey yo Cuz!), mouths on records Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Talkin` shit on T.V., bitch up when you see me Bitch nigga, I can`t let that sliiiide!
Uh-Uh (Say what?!) (No way!) (Say what?!) Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide!
This goes out to all y`all tellin` my bitch what you saw Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Thinkin` I won`t check shit (Whaaaat?!), mouths on records Hell naw I can`t let that sliiiide! Talkin` shit on T.V. but bitch up when you see me, nigga Bitch nigga, I can`t let that sliiiide!
But no way! Uh-Uh (Say what?!) Hell naw, I can`t let that sliiiide! But no way...
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