King Sun - s** No Dick lyrics

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King Sun - s** No Dick lyrics

Check it out This track is goin out to anybody who think they all that When you ain't sh** [ VERSE 1 ] Hey yo, what's up with your man, I think he needs to beat it I can't stand a muthaf**a who act conceited When I flip, n***as be thinkin that I'm on a mission I know he s**ed a lotta dick to get in his position So I'm supposed to be impressed with his lifestyle? That's why the Undercover Lover got your wife now While you be f**in around with someone outta town I got your girl up in the telly on her belly down Doggy style, hot water couldn't get me off Whenever he gives her money, honey hits me off I get the cash, I make her hit the stash When I'm finished hittin that a** I break out like a rash So there's no need for me to jeal' your clientele Why sweat the next man because the lives well? I know you're gettin paid and supposed to have it made But your girl's gettin laid, so who's gettin played? The way I figure I guess my dick is bigger And even with loot you'se a crab-a** n***a Picture me jockin, cause that'll be a flick See, n***as in the Bronx don't s** no dick I said New York is thick (We s** no dick) Yo, I said New York is thick (We s** no dick) Yo, I said New York is thick (We s** no dick) (Aight) My posse from the Bronx is thick [ VERSE 2 ] Now check it, every 3 tenths of a second Wack new jacks be comin out with they records Don't let the record be a smash or a hit Cause then these fake rappers start thinkin they the sh** Now they don't write, can't fight, never was hardcore Yo, what's the name of that movie? (Uh - _CB4_) Yup, and I be ready to serve em up Cause they got juice and I got a empty cup And now all the other rappers wanna sweat em Puttin em in they videos and makin records with em Used to call my house like 8 days a week But now I see em in the club, the muthaf**a can't speak Your style was sloppy, so they had to fine-tune it n***as get souped up when they sell a million units Catch a little tour, you wanna run for president Before you started rhymin you was always in your residence Like a little b**h, you switched when you signed Want me to sweat yours, cause you was sweatin mine Don't be suprised when you get your a** flipped Yo, Sun don't be s**in no dick New York is thick (We s** no dick) Yo, I said New York is thick (We s** no dick) You know I said New York is thick (We s** no dick) (Aight) My posse from the Bronx is thick [ VERSE 3 ] But yo, check it This is from your peoples on the East Coast Ice Cube, you on the tube playin all high post Bt wuhen you was in some beef, I was there to help Then when I needed help, I had to help my damn self This is for the record, yo, but off the books I hit you with my demo, when you crooked my hook Yo, that's wicked, I kicked it and pursued Uptown When the 'boys in the hood' 'trespa**', we beat em down Check your neck while I flex some New York slang n***as don't really be true to the game But what's so hard about puttin me on Yo, 'today was a good day' for O'Shea, and not Sun Born Now I know how you're livin, punk On the East Coast you got beef in the Bronx So when you come to New York, you best to roll thick And don't be tryina s** Zulu Nation dick Yo, half the rappers in New York went soft Sweatin n***as from Cali is how New York fell off Get your best MC, I dust him off right quick Cause real n***as in the Bronx don't s** no dick I said New York is thick (We s** no dick) Yo, I said New York is thick (We s** no dick) You know I said New York is tick (We s** no dick) (Aight) Know I said New York is thick East Coast got dissed All my peoples on the West Coast, all peace and love, baby But we gots to rock the house s**in no dick, money Raw for '94 The Boogie Bang Aight Strictly Ghetto Cold Chillin' Representin East Coast like that