Esham - Wit Yo Punk Azz lyrics

Yeah,Yeah One time foe yo muthphuckin mind It's the Drunken Master in this peice Representin, for you punk azz n***az b**h I'm back screamin "I don't care" Throw yo guns in the phuckin air While you n***az be sippin Moet-n-Crystal I be stickin up fools with a bloody pistol Got a gloc on kock when I ride the block Hot bullets leave yo azz in a state of shock Most playa hated by the playa hataz I know n***a phuck yo azz and yo ugly ho I could give a phuck less what coast your from 'cause you can play Forest Gump and catch the dump dumps b**h, just like the last muthaphucka, who crossed my path, wit yo punk azz. When a n***a playa hates me for a b**h, Keep my name out yo outh wit yo punk azz (punk azz n***a) When a n***a owe me money, and I see you at the club sippin moe Gimme my loot wit yo punk azz. Back up on the block, ho's s** dick n***az gettin high yellin Dice ain't sh!t **** to ya jaw, screamin phuck the law Phuck H.I.V. I'm goin in raw Scurvy, phuckin prostitutes like James Worthy You got the nerve to serve me, biotch Ya don't know my style Scurv azz n***a from 7 mile Got a pistol in my pocket, and a joint in my mouth I wanna b**h wit an azz like a ho down south I wanna get drunk, but I'm low on cash So I take yo stash, wit yo punk azz. When you wanna smoke my weed and ain't put 5 in Back the phuck up wit yo punk azz (punk azz n***a) When I'm chillin wit a b**h all day and you ain't phuckin Walk the phuck home wit yo punk azz. (punk azz n***a...come here, come here) 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 Bugz Boran Red bones and sun tans Givin me head inside the tour van Once my gun jammed and I ran like the wind Brave n***az die young The ones that run rock the gems Ride a Benz, make loot wit they friends Rock beat's and Timb's, have s** with only fly fem's So try to pretend not to see in the clubs Mad 'cause they on the block still flippin dubs Only show love to those truly gettin cash So n***a why would you ask, wit yo punk azz. Yeah, so now you n***az know, Drunken Master back in this peice representin for all you b**h azz, busta azz n***az talkin all that sh!t, and all you b**hez that aint phuckin, all ya'll can eat a dick, wit yo punk azz.