Ooh Ahh

(альбом: MTA2: Baptized In Dirty Water - 2003)

Yeah!
Mississippi motherfucka, coming' out talking' big shit
Fuck that, suck that!
Blast that bitch, duck that!
I ain't playing
Mississippi motherfucka, Southside!
Yeah!
Big Face, nigga! Big Face Entertainment, nigga

Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Ain't no bitch in our blood, around here
Ain't no bitch in our blood, down here

Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Ain't no bitch in our blood, around here
Ain't no bitch in our blood, down here

Bitch, please say my name
Pimp C said "We ain't got time to be playing these pussy ass games with a lame", motherfucka
Jigga-J jigga-A jigga-CK
Son run, run run
Go and get ya mama, bitch
Mississippi bring the drama, bitch
Straight to ya place, in ya face, kicking down, kicking down
Kicking down yo door
How many times I gotta say you ain't fucking with no hoe?
Or no weak billy-bucking ass, field ass niggas
We some pimping, Bart Simpson, Iceberg, Trill Niggas
And we coming for yo cash box
Bitch get yo ass boxed, and dumped in the shed
Blowed slugs in yo head
Bitch can't run from the infrared
I aimed at yo knee and knocked off yo leg
Ya heard what I said?
You pussy ass jerk
You fuck with ya boy and yo ass will get murked
I'm fucking ya girl when she come home from work
She sucking my dick with a mouth full Certs
She biting my dick, but, bitch that shit hurt
I'm stuffing her mouth with ya Hilfiger shirt
I'm taking this gun, I'm blasting yo ass
I love the AK, cuz it's quicker to blast
Crunker to buck, quicker to duck
I'm sick of y'all bitches, I've bout has enough

Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Ain't no bitch in our blood, around here
Ain't no bitch in our blood, down here

Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Ain't no bitch in our blood, around here
Ain't no bitch in our blood, down here

Singing oooooh
He in a Coup Deville
David Banner so trill, motherfuckas like oooooooh
You ain't bout that steel, and the piece niggas grill
Motherfuckers like AHHHH, YEAH, [*chirp*] on a 2-way Cell
Motherfuckers like AHHHH, YEAH, he in a 'Lac truck on Sprewells
Now I'm hitting you bitches with missiles that's come from guns
I got everybody, now watch all y'all bitch niggas run
And fall
But bitch we ball
When a nigga in the mall, lil kids like "dawg, he be the shit"
That nigga all hit
Have yo bitch, be like, "He gangsta"
I would admit
I'm a G, cuz I spent a G on a outfit
And with the Gs on my new kicks, them Pumas with them Gucci stripes
Pumas, cuz y'all niggas put y'all Gucci on them brand new Nikes
Air Force 1s
Nigga got a gun
Fuck with me, and leave ya life on the run
My Uzi, that bitch it still weighs bout a ton
I'm moving ya ass [?]
Damn a bitch, I'm tryna get rich
Y'all pussy ass niggas can suck on my dick
Suck on my dick, lick on my nuts
I say all this shit, cuz I don't give a fuck

Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Ain't no bitch in our blood, around here
Ain't no bitch in our blood, down here

Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Singing ooooooh, ahhhhhh
Yeah, motherfucka
Ain't no bitch in our blood, around here
Ain't no bitch in our blood, down here