The Beatnuts - It's da Nuts lyrics

(Little kid) It's the Beatnuts [Unverified] Hey world, come here Hey world, come here What you thought, I couldn't afford another drink? So I went up the bar, solo, bottle Watch me slide, through the crowd in place To chill backstage, anybody acts strange Smack them with the black gauze I flow smooth to this While you don't even know how to move to this But it is the Beatnuts, we don't have to proof sh** Anything we drop is the sh**, certified blazing It ain't honeys like Marie Jason Bless and seven days like a hollow daisin' After each show, the telle is like a peepshow Doggie steelo, is how we hit each hoe If I don't get you now, I'ma gonna get you next tour Shorty looking like she wants to explore Shorty looking like she wants to have s** raw Shorty looking like enough of that, enough of that Dull as they seem none of that, you don't got a ride home Call your mother back, it's like that Follow the rules and later you can swallow the j**els Bragging to your girlfriends How you s**ed it and I f**ed it in the mini chopper 'Cause she just wanna have fun like Cyndi Lauper It's the n******gs that you play is hate to see You know they run up in your girl from 1, 2, 3 It's da nuts, it's da nuts In the crib, in the club and the SUV It's the, shush you wanna hear every place you be It's da nuts, it's da nuts [Unverified] How much you wanna bet? I get as close as I wanna get Everybody gets tough, see if I bled Catch me in the club sittin' in the shadows, bottle of J.D. Surrounded by some bad hoes, treat them b**hes like body armor If there is beef in the club, I shoot right through your body, mama Why everybody hates so much? It's real out here but I can only take so much I'm everything you love to hate, you man, you only want that fake You man, you only want that fake It's the n******gs that you play is hate to see You know they run up in your girl from 1, 2, 3 It's da nuts In the crib, in the club and the SUV It's the, shush you wanna hear every place you be It's da nuts Ayo, what it is, what it is, can I touch this up a syndrome? Yo like my addicts can I debug this up Drift flow to be sporadic, strictly bombs and such How much for these fanatics want the dome and the gut, gone to clutch Watch how these chickers jump and double like ducks and then what How these n******gs walk and duck in their trucks (What's the drive?) Yo, I'm gonna keep you guessing your toes, ayo f** the gun play Just some n******gs and ho's for some party and sh** La di, da di, sh**, a n******gs live to clip, a lady lives to dick and that sh** Now the party goes cardio vascio, cermonial masteral To keep that factual, keep that a hundred nuts Bust them with whatever yo, show off the hook You crooks just stand shook, blow you n******gs to bits If you witnessed the fits, strictly kick the hits On and on the sh**, like what It's the n******gs that you play is hate to see You know they run up in your girl from 1, 2, 3 It's da nuts In the crib, in the club and the SUV It's the, shush you wanna hear every place you be It's da nuts