So come on and chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
You betta check yo self
Fore you wreck yo self
'Cause I'm bad for your health
I come real stealth
Dropping bombs on your moms
Fuck car alarms
Do without one mother
Nigga, with your Alpine
Sold it for six-o'
Always let tricks know
And friends know
We got that indoe
Yo, I'm not a sucka
Sitting in a house of pain
And, no, I'm not the butler
I'll cut ya, headbutt ya
You say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya
Punk motherfucker
Here to let you know, boy, oh, boy
I make dough, but don't
Call me doughboy
This ain't no fucking motion picture
A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get with ya
And hit ya, making they yack to the neck
So you better run a check
Log on to hide ad.
So come on and chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
Chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself, boy
Chickity check yourself 'cause
Shotgun shells are bad for your health
Tricks wanna step to Cube
And then they get played
'Cause they bitch may be
Pulling out a switchblade
That's kinda trifle
'Cause that's a knife-o'
AK-47 assault rifle
Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow
I get a new stash
(Watch out now)
I hate motherfuckers claiming
That they folding bank
But steady talking shit
In the holding tank
First you wanna step to me
Now your ass screaming for the deputy
They send you to Charlie Baker Denver row
Now they running up in ya slow
You're God, used to be the Don Juan
Now your name is just Twan
Switch it, snap it
Rolling your eyes and neck
You better run a check
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
Come on and check yourself
Before you riggity wreck yourself
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
Big dicks in your ass
Is bad for your health
If you're foul, you better run a
Make on that license plate
You coulda had a V8
Instead of a trey eight slug
To your cranium
(pow)
I got six and I'm aiming 'em
Will I bust or keep you guessing
'Cause fuck you and that shit you're stressing
Bitch, get off the wood, you no good
There goes the neighborhood hooker
Go ahead and keep your drawers
Giving up the claps and who needs
Applause at a time like this
Pop your coochie and you're dead
Bitch is a Miami hurricane head
Sprung, niggas call her lips and lungs
Nappy dugout, get the fuck out
'Cause women like you gets no respect
Bitch, you better run a check
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
Come on and check yourself
Before you riggity wreck yourself
'Cause bitches like you
Is bad for my health
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
Come on and check yourself
Before you riggity wreck yourself
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
So chickity check yourself
Before you wreck yourself
Come on and check yourself
Before you riggity wreck yourself
'Cause the Lench Mob is bad for your health
Nine-trey, remix
Old school tip, yeah
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
