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beatnuts – hit me with that lyrics

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

hook:
hardcore comin’ with the beats and rhymes
got you hummin’ now you wanna press rewind
beatnuts combine goin’ line for line
a-yo juju “hit me with that sh-t one time” – method man

juju:
it’s the hardcore funk come get your fill
from the pistol packin’ punk raisin’ h-ll with the dug grill
n-body cares what i think so i drink
causin’ mad trouble pullin’ guns in an eyeblink
from the depths of h-ll i make it known son
my mind frame makes mc’s swallow they 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 i’m a never be forgotten
and you couldn’t find another mc that’s more rotten
it’s the junkyard n-gg- get your sh-t straight
peace to all my n-gg-s in queens pushin’ big weight
rick jan always takin’ care of buisness
a shout to coronna and i’m out with the quickness

hook
a-yo fash

fashion aka al tariq:
i got so much of this and ah so much of that
and so much just f-ckin’ cool in my act
that n-gg-s be stressin’ me trying to mock my 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
fox like a oribious crazy they swarm me
but me jut cut 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-ckin’ shannon in
laid that -ss hoes a wanta break want a drink
did that 6-9 sh-t i’m suckin’ cl-ts she suckin’ d-ck
but stickin’ back and lay way back don’t try to fester
who posess more chicks then f-ckin’ p.m.s.

hook
a-yo short jive a-yo psycho

psycho les:
splash wet that -ss just like a jacuzzi
n-gg-s all say “who’s he, the n-gg- with the uzi?”
the hardrockin’ up the block state of mind
just finished puffin’ bout to sniff my second line of c-ke
frequencies float like a f-g see blunts
and six packs enjoy the f-ckin’ track
blastin’ for your listenin’ pleasure att-tude? in 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 upon a fat-ss screen
slice your adams apple, kiwi strawberry snapple

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