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DJ Kay Slay

I Never Liked Ya Ass

 

I Never Liked Ya Ass

(album: The Streetsweeper Vol. 1 - 2003)


[Scarface:]
Don't see Kay in these motherfucking streets dog
Nigga walking around in this motherfucker looking shocked and stupid, baby
We running these motherfucking streets for real
Kay Slay, holla at God damn baby
Kay Slay, they don't want me out here
They don't want you out here, dog
This is motherfucking Face Mob, Kayslay, New York City
Holla at ya God damn baby, we don't rock no motherfucking ice, baby
We rock this real shit, dog
And if you think a nigga bullshitting, come fuck with it
It's going down...

Let's put an ending to chatter, nigga, see me in gloves
I'm the poof in the booth, bitch, read it in blood
It's Face at you, freezing motherfuckers like a statue
I got a loaded Kay Slay pointed at you
The end of your beginning, before you even get it started
You fucked up, now you in the presence of a heartless
Nigga, from out the gutter, spit it and don't stutter
I'm a gangsta, raised around the dope fiends and hustlers
But silence is golden, and the streets don't talk
Don't let shit slide, cause beef don't walk
We attack hoes, fuck a nigga with wack flows
I'm the last of a dying, bitch, act like you don't know
I'm the reason you niggas walk around thug
Just remember I'm the one made, you can get touched
So what you fittin to put a record out, you a motherfuckin sellout
Slay told me to knock your ass out

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfucking ass
To start with, you know it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leaking T-shirt from the chay spit

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfucking ass
To start with, you know it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leaking T-shirt from the chay spit

[Raekwon:]
Snow white five glending, the elevator with the crib
Blend with it kid, I feel one of them Bill Clinton's
Mills is spent, still don, still renting
Still yacht flying, still killing fish, still killing clicks
The fifth out, don't even breathe out
And ganna with the ill thieves, slick hammers, we all fam
What, pull out the four, pop the truck, see the luxury morgue
The casket leather, the python seeks your dog
Flashback, he and them Benz's lenses
Acting like he did ten sentences, son ain't real
He got excited, parked the truck, just leaned the lighter
Twist the blunt, sat back, son beeping, we drove off
It's money on it, until them young niggas don on it
Devour the snitches, you get on, you born with it
Make a toast for hours, for all the money and power
The right division, don't never let corns get it, drama

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfucking ass
To start with, you know it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leaking T-shirt from the chay spit

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfucking ass
To start with, you know it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leaking T-shirt from the chay spit

[Fat Joe:]
Pass the rock, you niggas gassed a lot
I never liked ya ass, but then again, you can't be shocked
Most feared in this rap game, and ain't for fronting
Best believe when shit pop off, I'm blazing something
It's the J to the Izzo, you know the rest
Nigga can't get a Twiz-o, but flow the best
I've been doing this for years, ruining careers
Niggas never wanna listen til the toolies in the air
It's the kid that don't be giving a fuck, I hold a shit outta grudge
The type of nigga that'll spit at the judge
Niggas getting gelled, they say I'm living it up
Cause I'm at Hollywood with Denzel, flicking it up
I play the corner when the shit is hot, summer time in the X
Kay Slay got the shit on lock
That's where you go to find the God body
Second to none, unless you compare him to John Gotti, God...

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfucking ass
To start with, you know it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leaking T-shirt from the chay spit

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfucking ass
To start with, you know it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leaking T-shirt from the chay spit

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