Wit Yo Punk Azz

(Album: Dead Flowerz - 1996)

[Drunken Master:]
Yeah, Yeah
One time fo yo muthafuckin mind
It's the Drunken Master up in this piece
Representin, for you punk azz niggas

[Esham:]
Bitch I'm back screamin "I don't care"
Throw yo guns in the fuckin air
While you niggas be sippin Moet and Cristal
I be stickin up fools with a bloody pistol
Got a Glock on cock when I ride the block
Hot bullets leave yo ass in a state of shock
Most playa hated by the playa hataz I know
Nigga fuck yo ass and yo ugly ho
I could give a fuck less what coast your from
Cuz you can play Forrest Gump and catch the dum dums
Bitch, just like the last muthafucka, who crossed my path
Wit yo punk azz

[Drunken Master:]
When a nigga playa hates me for a bitch
Keep my name out yo outh wit yo punk azz (punk azz nigga)
When a nigga owe me money, and I see you at the club sippin Mo
Gimme my loot wit yo punk azz

[Dice:]
Back up on the block, ho's suck dick
Niggas gettin high yellin "Dice ain't shit"
Gun to ya jaw, screamin fuck the law
Fuck H.I.V. I'm goin in raw
Scurvy, fuckin prostitutes like James Worthy
You got the nerve to serve me, biotch
Ya don't know my style
Scurv azz nigga from 7 mile
Got a pistol in my pocket, and a joint in my mouth
I wanna bitch with an ass like a ho down south
I wanna get drunk, but I'm low on cash
So I take yo stash, wit yo punk azz

[Drunken Master:]
When you wanna smoke my weed and ain't put 5 in
Back the fuck up wit yo punk azz (punk azz nigga)
When I'm chillin wit a bitch all day and you ain't fuckin
Walk the fuck home wit yo punk azz

[Bugz:]
I'm only into two thangs, that's loot and fam
At the crib baggin grams
Tryin to come up on a hundred grand
I got plans to be the black Bugs Moran
Red bones and sun tans
Givin me head inside the tour van
Once my gun jammed and I ran like the wind
Brave niggas die young
The ones that run rock the gems
Ride a Benz, make loot wit they friends
Rock beat's and Timb's, have sex with only fly femmes
So try to pretend not to see us in the clubs
Mad cuz they on the block still flippin dubs
Only show love to those truly gettin cash
So nigga why would you ask, wit yo punk azz?

[Drunken Master:]
Yeah, so now you niggas know, Drunken Master back in this piece representin for all you bitch azz, busta azz niggas talkin all that sh!t, and all you bitchez that ain't fuckin, all ya'll can eat a dick, wit yo punk azz