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das efx - intro lyrics

yeah! word is bond
das efx in this ya know what i’m sayin
straight from the sewer, word is bond
yeah! yah! ah-yeah! we doin this with my n-gg-
where my n-gg-? ice cube in the motherf-cker
word is bond! (yeah!)

you better check yo self before you wreck yo self
cos i’m bad for your health, i come real stealth
droppin bombs on ya moms, f-ck car alarms
doin foul crime, i’m that n-gg- wit’cha alpine
sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know
and friends know, we got the indo
no i’m not a sucker, sittin in a house of pain
and no i’m not the butler, i’ll cut ya (uh!)
head b-tt ya, you say you can’t touch this
and i wouldn’t touch ya, in fact motherf-ck ya
here to let you know boy, oh boy
i make dough but don’t call me doughboy
this ain’t no f-ckin motion picture
a guy or b-tch-a, i’ll get wit’cha
and hit ya, takin that yack to the neck
so you better run a check

so come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self
cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health

mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! check it!)

tricks wanna step to cube and then they get played
cause they b-tch may pullin out a switchblade
that’s kinda trifle, cause that’s a knife-o
ak-47, -ssault rifle
hold the fifty, i’m nifty, pow
i gotta new style, “watch out now!”
i hate motherf-ckers claimin that they foldin bank
but steady talkin sh-t in the holding tank
first you wanna step to me
now your -ss screamin for the deputy
they send you to charlie-baker-denver row
now they runnin up in ya slow
you’re gone, used to be the don juan (check that sh-t out!)
now your name is just twan
switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck
you better run a check

so chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self
so chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
cause big d-cks up yo -ss is bad for yo health

mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! check it!)

if you’re foul, you better run a make on that license plate
you could a had a v8
instead of a tre-eight slug to the cranium (pooooow!)
i got six and i’m aimin em
will i shoot or keep you guessin
cause f-ck you and that sh-t ya stressin
b-tch, get off the wood, you’re no good
there goes the neighborhood hooker (sl-t!)
go ahead and keep your drawers
givin up the claps and who needs applause
at a time like this, pop the coochie and ya dead
the b-tch is a miami hurricane hit
sprung, n-gg-z call her ‘lips and lungs’
nappy dugout, get the f-ck out
cause women like you gets no respect
b-tch, you better run a check

mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! check it!)

so chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
so chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self
come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self
cause b-tches like you is bad for my health

mic-mic-microphone check (one, two! check it!)

- das efx lyrics

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