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johnny j – say whatcha gotta say lyrics

[intro: johnny j]
i done kicked enough motherf+ckin’ sh+t on this album though
so i’ma go on and pass this mothaf+cka to my homies and my motherf+ckin’ homegirls
so y?n+vee kick this motherf+ckin’ sh+t off, f+ck it!

[verse 1: y?n+vee]
pass the motherf+ckin’ mic this way
to a gangsta b+tch with a lot to say
y?n+vee is on a stroll with no ho’s
’cause no hooka’ ho’, sl+t, b+tch, tramps allowed, trick!
i thought you knew! but motherf+ckin’ fly too flew
n+ggas is crazy and i really hate to smoke you
so suck on the block and pass the glock
pop, pop in yo’ face, a n+gga drops
the vayne just ain’t no mothaf+ckin’ joke
we’ll pull yo’ cap right now
yiggedy yesz, sonshine, nick nam and vayne, real g’s
so f+ck what you sayin’!

[interlude: johnny j]
h+ll yeah! that’s it baby, i hear ya, i hear ya like a motherf+cka
now next on the motherf+ckin’ list is my mothaf+ckin’ n+gga boe
shoot that sh+t out n+gga

[verse 2: boe]
i’m makin’ it easy for my n+ggas to get that bonе like rose baby
lil [?] mothaf+ckas can’t fade mе
i hit that sh+t, like f+ckin’ b+tches in the summer
i hit that sh+t until it acts like i wanna
uh, i’m gettin’ high while the b+tches goin’ by
since they know i’m in the studio, that ass is all mine
but i’m too busy jackin’ mothaf+ckas and they should’ve been
i’m flippin’ up a forty ounce bottle now i’m trippin’
takin’ mothaf+ckas for they speakers takin’ ’em for they sneakers
pullin’ out the pull out and i’m gone, it’s on
how many mothaf+ckas wanna get high?
b+o+e now let that mothaf+cka pass me by
[interlude: johnny j]
hahaha i hear my n+gga with them styles, n+gga
you my homie mothaf+cka
but i’ma pass this sh+t on to my evil mind n+gga
syke kick that sh+t n+gga

[verse 3: big syke]
i’m in too much trouble, bustin’ bubbles, it’s that evil n+gga
bang bang mothaf+cka as i pull the trigger
i got murder on my mind, grip my tec 9
i’m a k!ller, dope dealer runnin’ out of time
will i live or will i die? i wonder why
i get high and stay strapped for a drive by
my pants zag but i don’t brag on the sh+t i’ve done
and only real n+ggas know where i’m comin’ from
’cause where we hang we bang and get toasted
and where you cookie hungry ho’s get roasted
’cause i’m a chin checkin’ house wreckin’ mothaf+cka
y’all will be played for a busta let that evil mind rule

[interlude: johnny j]
h+ll yeah wit’ yo evil mothaf+ckin’ ass
my n+gga syke! but i’ma kick this mothaf+ckin’ sh+t off
to my motherf+ckin’ n+gga maniak [?] t+n+t
y’all kick that sh+t off
[verse 4: maniak]
city of compton, east side got a n+gga trapped
hot slug introduce the mothaf+ckin’ maniac
a gangsta mothaf+cker from the double steppin’ ride
tim tee and livo n+gga labeled as da darksyde
yeah motherf+cka steppin’ strong, you don’t hear me though
a gangsta ass n+gga makin’ ends drinkin’ [?]
dippin’ and i’m trippin’ on them thangs when we roll out
me and my n+gga p+t. that’s what i’m talkin’ ’bout

[interlude: johnny j]
yeah that’s cool like a mothaf+cka
i’ma pass this mothaf+cka to my n+gga t+n+t now
so y’all get ready for this sh+t
’cause this mothaf+cka is crazy as f+ck

[verse 5: t+n+t]
punk n+gga you’s a ho, you know like the kind with the implant breast
high heel pumps, and a tight red dress on
shakin’ that ass on the corner
i’m not keep sweatin’ i don’t wanna
ever be down with a punk n+gga like that
’cause see i rather have a dead man watch my back
then to trick with a switch rappin’ in a high pitch
with the seven dayton’s that you got from that stephany b+tch
but since i’m rollin’ wit’ my nine it’s on, blam
grill gone, on top of that get bombed on
so you and yo’ b+tch better hide in the hay
but for now ’til i see ya, i just say what i gotta say
[outro: johnny j]
and there it is y’all and we gone

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