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hit me with that - the beatnuts lyrics

[intro]:
we got that funk on lock “ya, ya better, ask somebody”

[hook]:
hardcore, coming with the beats and rhymes
got you hummin’, now you wanna press rewind
beatnuts combine, going line for line
ay yo, juju “hit me with that sh-t one time”

[verse one: juju]
it’s the hardcore funk, come get your fill
from the pistol packin’ punk, raisin’ h-ll with the thug grill
n0body cares what i think, so i drink
causin’ mad trouble, pullin’ guns in an eye blink
from the depths of h-ll, i make it known son
my mind frame makes mcs swallow their own tongue
i dismantle compet-tion, it’s a sick shame
when i lose my composition and inflict pain
doin’ what i gotta do to obtain cash
accountable for more dead bodies than a plane crash
i make it clear that i’mma never be forgotten
and you couldn’t find another mc that’s more rotten
it’s the junkyard n-gga, get your sh-t straight
peace to all my n-ggas in queens pushin’ big weight
ric man always taking care of buisness
a shout to corona and i’m out with the quickness

[hook]
…ay yo fash “hit me with that sh-t one time”

[verse two: fashion aka al tariq]
i got so much of this, and ah so much of that
and so much just f-cking cool in my act
that n-ggas be stressing me trying to mock the steelo
me though, born just one smooth negro
i got it like that, i make a b-tch wanna dress up
watch me slide in, and see your f-ckin’ hoes press up on me
box like an army, it’s crazy, they swarm me
but me just from my ballin’ baby
i see like my section and ah, wanna perfect and ah
and slide my sh-t up in her motherf-ckin’ r-ct-m bro
erupt let off nuts just like a cannon
i’m standin’ in the same d-mn spot i f-cked shannon in
laid that -ss hoes a wanta break want a drink
did that 6-9 sh-t, i’m suckin’ cl-ts, she’s suckin’ d-ck
but stickin’ back and lay way back don’t try to fester
who posess more chicks than f-ckin’ p.m.s

[hook]
….ay yo chocha
[hook again]
a-yo psycho “hit me with that sh-t one time”

[verse three: psycho les]
splash, wet that -ss like a jacuzzi
n-ggas all say “who’s he, the n-gga with the uzi?”
the hardrockin’ up the blockin’, state of mind
just finished puffin’, about to sniff my second line of c0ke
frequencies float like a fax
see blunts and six packs
enjoy the f-ckin’ tracks
blastin’ for your listenin’ pleasure
it’s got a two-bar loop, with the funky measures
i can rock it even if it ain’t for the pocket
you need to wake up bro, and smell the f-ckin’ chocolate
hocus pocus, you can try to focus
but you won’t see me, i see you like f-ckin’ oprah’s
fat -ss, up on a fat–ss screen
slice your adams apple, kiwi strawberry snapple

[hook]

- the beatnuts lyrics

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