8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
8Ball & MJG
I'm the motherfuckin' trooper, for super duper I'm not a pooper, I hoper
Punk bitch show up on the stowa, the whipin' So keep steppin', that's why I'm keppin'
A padded roof, and I make the bass go boom
Dick suckas, they stick like smuckas, but better than the chrome
To the dome, when I run cause I'm the killer The cat-pillar, I'm the gorilla
My nigga, I got the gun and I'm about to act a fuckin' fool
My twos go mic, and I'ma strike
Nine times out of ten with the rhymes that the bitches like
Here I come up, to lay this pipe like a plumber
I'ma maniac, kick back, smoking a fat sack of chicken
While I'm kicking this shit, that's what I'm doing
I'm also looking for the chewing, the sucking
I gotta get it, you know I'm with it
The bitch kill her back, well then you know I gotta kick it
It's the motherfuckin' chicken, it keeps me stickin' And I keep strokin', and hopin' My bitch will realize that I ain't jokin'
My pager, sooner or later, it will be peepin' I'm creepin', and tryin' to slip away while she is sleepin'
I'm pimpin', and swiftly limpin', onto the corner I'm gonna step right up to her hoe and say I want her
Go fuck it, and once she suck it, I will be happy, so happy
I might just blaze a laser with a pappy, but I ain't
Cause it's the fight, and he can't take it, he'll fake it
Tryna rock that game and never make it, to work it, he shoulda know
The chick is strong, the thunder, the shit that make a nigga sit and wonder
But listen, while I'm dismissing, my vocal training
So I'm aiming, to get my point across and I ain't claiming
No title, I have no item, you get the ticket
This shit was in the air and them dicks, he just had to kick it
I'm the fat macka, the bitch attacka
Then when I jacka, I go around the corner to get me a fat sacka
The chicken that I be kickin', paper stickin'
Then go and find a bitch that's in the fuckin' and suckin' and lickin'
My dicka, then when I stinka, I try to kill her
Then go and get a cold six packa, that Miller
My nigga, behind the trigger, he might just hit ya
A blast in yo ass is a definite way to get ya
But bitches, at 16 inches, pay my expenses
That's why I got a crib, a car and smoke some of them chicken
They fuck me, and then they suck me, some say they love me
I fuck em all, big or small, even if they're ugly
I stick em, then I dismiss em, that's why I diss em
Don't miss em, they suck my dick, now why would I be kissin' em?
Beat em, but I don't eat em, know how to treat em
I fuck em, but I don't suck em, cause I'm a pimp, bitch, money
That's what I'm makin', no I'm not fakin', I'm cakin'
The bitches that be bringin' home the bacon
The women, you know I'm with em, that's why I dig em
Don't lick em, and if they're full of shit, then I just kick em
8Ball & MJG released Kick Da Shit on Tue Dec 23 1997.