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mausberg - no more questionz (feat. dj quik) lyrics

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f/ dj quik

rtist: mausberg f/ dj quik

alb-m:non-fiction

song: no more questionz

typed by: quik_2_kurupt@hotmail.com

[dj quik]

yeah! i’m still street hangin.

yeah! i’m still beat slangin.

yeah! i’m still meat bangin.

can you feel that?

we see you made it out the ghetto and we heard you livin bad

where your cbr? where 500 at?

did you diss dre, n-gg-? tell me what the deal

is that ring on your cd cover real?

is you still g-ngb-ngin or did you stop?

why you wear so much blue if you from tree top?

why you wont cut your hair into a fro?

and is you still down with death row?

look, remember you n-gg-s that used to run us home and bully?

now you n-gg-s running cause we automatically fully

got that artillery that’s so fully open

if you shot it up in compton it.ll come down in oakland

pop the trunk, pop the pump, hit him in his back

or catch us by the train going head up on the tracks

shut up, quit asking me that bullsh-t n-gg-

it really only matters cus we big figures

hook:(2x)

(no more questionz)

stop buggin me

cus yall m-th-f-ckas aint lovin me

(no more questionz)

stay up outta mine

n-gg-s with no a spine is where i draw the line

[dj quik]

catch me f-ckin up the scene with an illegal car beam

infracted infared so you can’t see the beam

sega, russian model two twenty-three

and if you n-gg-s want some mo

we’ll light you up like kosovo

it’s compton, that’s where the killas come from

with ak-47s that you n-gg-s run from

struck up my name in blood so you n-gg-s don’t forget me

and if i gotta go i’m taking a grip of you n-gg-s wit me

actin like we nice, but don’t believe the hype

i’m layin in yo bushes and i’m posted for the snipe

across from the apartment that my enemies all hung out

(multiple gunshots) yeah n-gg- spit that lung out

drag you, pick you up and throw you in the trunk

drive you to the mountain, throw your body in the dump

burry you with bl–dy clothes, barrel stock and trigger

now who’s the m-th-f-ckin punk n-gg-aaaaaaaaaaa?!

hook:

(no more questionz)

stop buggin me(yeah!)

cus yall m-th-f-ckas aint lovin me

(no more questionz)

stay up outta mine(yeah!)

n-gg-s with no a spine is where i draw the line

(no more questionz)

stop buggin me(h-ll yeah!)

cus yall m-th-f-ckas aint lovin me

(no more questionz)

stay up outta mine

mausberg! ride .em up dog!

[mausberg]

pistol packin and car jackin

the worlds most dagerous criminal

hit the block up with hollow points, f-ck the subliminal

hardcore, and yall can f-ck wit it

yall frustrated, cus all n-gg-s can’t spit it

i’m the don mega of rap, gotti of gun claps

mausberg the toughest m-th-f-cka on the map

when i c-ck back, i’m taking off non-stop

with my fully automatic weapon till yall drop

n-gg- f-ck all questionz, hit with smith & weasons

and black texts till you learn yall lessons

n-gg- i’ma beat off, and i don’t give a f-ck

tell it to the next n-gg-, let the world eat it up

coward n-gg-s be all up in my mix

when the pandemonium starts the ground gone split

on a war path, drown n-gg-s in bloodbaths

four or five shots for every question you ask

f-ck the cold war, i keep it hot on my block

quik got the calico if he move make him drop

the superior n-gg-, no need for second guessin

glock to your dome, guess it’s no more questionz

hook:

(no more questionz)

stop buggin me(yeah!)

cus yall m-th-f-ckas aint lovin me

(no more questionz)

stay up outta mine(yeah!)

n-gg-s with no a spine is where i draw the line

(no more questionz)

stop buggin me(yeah!)

cus yall m-th-f-ckas aint lovin me

(no more questionz)

stay up outta mine(yeah!)

n-gg-s with no a spine is where i draw the line

(no more…)

youz a (killa!), she’s a (killa!)

he’s a (killa!), we’s a (killa!)

i’m a (killa!), tone’s a (killa!)

bird’s a (killa!), crawf’s a (killa!)

will’s a (killa!), kee a’s a (killa!)

rodney’s a (killa!), pewee’s a (killa!)

jack’s a (killa!), nick’s a (killa!)

tony shawn’s a (killa!), quik’s a (killa!)

biggie’s a (killa!), pac’s a (killa!)

big l’s a (killa!), big pun’s a (killa!)

stan’s a (killa!), ram’s a (killa!)

baby george’s a (killa!), loran’s a (killa!)

suga free’s a (killa!), hi-c’s a (killa!)

eazy’s a (killa!), ?big shee’s? a (killa!)

big pit’s a (killa!), ?gish-t’s? a (killa!)

i’m a killa (killa!) i’m a killa (killa!)

i’m a killa, i’m a . . .killa

n-gg- what? n-gg- what?

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