Masta Ace - Who U Jackin'? lyrics

(feat. Paula Perry) [Verse One: Paula Perry, Masta Ase] One two one two, check it I can't stay home Gotta take walk down to block to the pay phone "Do you run?" No, like I said before I walk Stick up kids hawk, but I don't stop to talk I keep my hand on my pocket on my razor Get too close and I'ma have to graze ya Like night and early morning scheming at dawn and Looking to jack what I want Back back back you better watch yours I got yours Cut you like I got claws Stick em up because It's a roothless toothless Waiting inna thick here Looking for a vict, yeah How about this chick here? Who's this standing at the corner? I wonder if he's on a Mission to stick cuz he's a goner Polo padding yang lacking and f**ed up packing Get dacking n***a who you jackin? [Verse Two: Masta Ase, Paula Perry] I'm come comin to get cha, with your bangles in your ears With your Gucci link and I ain't snatched a chain in years When a pocket full kicka kicka granny inna back and When I see you little doe, hey, i dont know how to act Well... I'm not your neighborhood nice girl, I'm raw as coke So scheemin seemin I'ma play ya like a bad joke You're trying to stab me, but I'm not the one I'll pistol-whip that a**, and I don't even have a gun I put my foot up to the a** Of a b**h that think she got cla** fast Give up the cash as you can not pa** Feedin readin, I dont mean the gra** sh**'s draastic so chick run the stach Well, I'ma jiggaboo, with an attitude Better to slice and dice and sway like I saw don't get through Make your moves so I can dat that bullsh** Quick n***a quick, before you lose your dick This aint no movie so dont be actin Stupid on a girl like me, n***a who you jackin? [Verse Three: Masta Ase, Paula Perry] Ya just skin an' bones so ya need to change the tones In ya voice ya just another jack by the phones My pockets need fixing cause the sh**s is mad broke If I had my nine your a** would get smoked But I'ma slice you in half f** it I ain't bu*ter The name is paula perry puttin' body parts in a gutter So who you jackin? You baby check it You're lucky I dont leave you in the street bu*t naked With your a** out froze the f** up I'll be vickin You'll be what-in? Jackin, thats another name for stickin And tricking chick you like baby whats your name an gamin Ill snatch hole you sh** and then im flamin Right down to block, yeah, Ill teach you holy mo With a pea knows the time, so yo a** ought better go You getting too close, really, what is this? I think its about time to face whats open up to busines