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poison clan – some more shit lyrics

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[b-tch:] hey yo, f-ck–ss jt, you ’round here tryin’ to flauge,
actin’ like you got sh-t, b-tch, you ain’t got no motherf-ckin’
money, b-tch, ya can’t motherf-ckin’ f-ck, you ain’t sh-t,
your clan ain’t sh-t, f-ck all y’all, ya eat p-ssy, b-tch, f-ck
you, ya smell stank, your breath sh-tty …

[verse 1]
[jt]]
mic check, 1-2, i’m all that!
punk b-tch! so say that small rap
talkin’ that f-ck-sh-t
’bout ya don’t like me, p-ssy hoe, suck d-ck!
your motherf-ckin’ problem ain’t hoe-hatin’
you’re just mad ’cause yo’ -ss got straightened
but i don’t give a f-ck!
hope you get hit by a truck, ya stank sl-t!
tryin’ to get fly!
b-tch, eat d-ck and die!
i ain’t tryin’ to play footsie
i got money, b-tch, keep yo’ stank p-ssy
’cause that ain’t sh-t!
i can get p-ssy or head from some other b-tch
i’m representin’ for my n-gg-s
so, f-ck you gold-diggers
you playin’ n-gg-s too close!
[uzi] yo, my n-gg-s, man, let these hoes know!

[x6:]
(f-ck y’all hoes! y’all ain’t sh-t!
y’all b-tches need to start ridin’ on a n-gg-‘ d-ck!)

[verse 3]
[jt]
a lot of y’all hoes is slimy
i’ve been tellin’ y’all ’bout yo’ -ss since ’90
but y’all hoes still buggin’
a lot of b-tches f-ckin’ around on they husbands
ask me, i know
i’ve been tryin’ to tell these n-gg-s ’bout y’all hoes
but some n-gg-s don’t listen
and them the same f-ck-n-gg-s that i be dissin’
i don’t give a f-ck about the next n-gg-
i diss hoes and i’m still they main s-x figure
so now what’s up?
you wanna be a hoe? be a hoe! i don’t give a f-ck!
that’s your motherf-ckin’ business
just give me meat, and you can leave when you’re finished
see, i know how it goes
[uzi] hey, my n-gg-s, once again, let these hoes know!

[x6:]
(f-ck y’all hoes! y’all ain’t sh-t!
y’all b-tches need to start ridin’ on a n-gg-‘ d-ck!)

[verse 2]
[jt] y’all flaw -ss b-tches need to quit it
y’all know y’all hoes, so go ahead and admit it!
stop actin’ all seditty! i ain’t got no pity,
i’ll punch yo’ -ss in the t-ttie, bitty
yeah, b-tch, you know me
same n-gg- from last year, put a foot in yo’ -ss here
see, b-tches know the flavor
i know it’s in your nature, but a n-gg- still hate ya
’cause y’all hoes be trippin’
i ain’t got sh-t for yo’ -ss but an -ss-whippin’
yeah, blame it on the b-tchizer
hoes gettin’ mad ’cause n-gg-s gettin’ wiser
see, i know how the game go’
that lover-boy sh-t played out with the kangol
and for the n-gg-s who livin’ that way,
better get yo’ -ss a motherf-ckin’ poison clan tape
and f-ck them hoes who be frontin’
[uzi] for the last time, y’all, tell these hoes somethin’!

[x8:]
(f-ck y’all hoes! y’all ain’t sh-t!
y’all b-tches need to start ridin’ on a n-gg-‘ d-ck!)

[track stops, fellas shouting out s-xist comments as they leave the studio]



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