Naughty By Nature - Slang Bang lyrics

Intro: Vin Rock, Treach Hup, yeah Guess who's back? Hup, hup, Naughty By Nature's in the house Guess who's back? settin off the 19Naughty4/ Naughty5 flavour Guess who's back? Word up, this is how we do things Guess who's back? Uhh Hook: (x2) Cos it's a slang bang thang Slang bang, it's a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang Verse 1: Vin Rock, Treach Hup Get up, get up but don't push me cos I ain't mooshy mooshy, you can't mash me You chocolate ba*tard with your smile, your face looks ashy Sendin detrip witta free trip to blast out outer See this, cos I'm that n***a that'll leave you a** out like G-strings Meanin I'm fienin, your heart trips when it stay at work So f** fear you fear-f**, one jerk I'll make your head hurt The punani, they're making pairs perk, who'll dare flirt I get kitty's from your city, just near where your mans work I be on that a** like ol' mole, turnin your whole show slow-mo Cos you're too good to corroso I'm on and off so you know my sh** ain't partial Pardon me, packin arsenals, takin knees and nostrils Our style is savagery, you try to be the badder G You ain't even the man, you just the filling, where's the cavity? Father be grabbin it, gravity, have the gravity grabbin Actually after we n***a naturally have to meet Hook (x4) Verse 2: Treach One check to the chin and you'll be bust quicker than liquor Aw sh**, pop her chain and lock her rock, a city slicker Slick a rhyme, kick or vick her, knock her without a popper I take the cake, took the chain but left the lock up Love me or leave me, hate me or like me Might be gettin feisty, f** yeah I'm sheisty sh** yeah, I fit there, *?sqwin?* your sh** wear You're a trick until you n******ged me a b**h without liquid Some thank me for puttin the hanky in panky Slappin stanky like lightning, stickin Yankees like Benjamin Franky f** buyin kitty cases and city lights Just give my loot, get your licks and get all the high titties right But then I'm into what you b**hes is sayin So I wasn't really feelin on her a**, I was just ma**agin her brain The objects that I learned from the projects Try Treach I bet, and get your throat choked like my necks Hook (x2) Verse 3: Treach, Vin Rock My mind thinks right, ????, pick snipes, don't pluck, I'll f** your finger At any *?prejudice Presley?*, now I got more snipes than Wesley Test me, touch me and lay next to the rest of the best The rusty monks or ???? who tried to f** me But see this is where I BOOM and ZOOM Just drive a line like a cartoonist on some SOON sh** Adidas couldn't read us so they freed us Then we tried Reebok from a cheater, succeeded then got weeded Oh Anna, rip of some grandma's, no my Grandma from Santa Ana To Atlanta where cops ain't a-feared and n***as wear 'dannas Now tell ya lady that I'm crazy when I'm summin There's a party and I'm out and guess who's comin Hook (x4) Outro: Vin Rock, Treach Hup, hup, yeah n***as It's all about a slang bang Doin this sh** lyrically on wax and gettin paid for it Word up, we don't care where you're from Everybody can get down with the slang bang We doin "rhyme-bys" on record Hahahaha, wooweeeeee........