N.o.r.e. - I'ma Smack This Muthaf**a lyrics

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N.o.r.e. - I'ma Smack This Muthaf**a lyrics

'Cause I'm a smack this muthaf**a, back up 'Cause I'm a smack this muthaf**a, back up 'Cause I'm a smack this muthaf**a, back up 'Cause I'm a smack this muthaf**a See me creepin' through the bushes hunch back and barefooted Got some beer in my system, I barely can bare wit it When its drama out there; stay smooth, stay smooth When my click need me, yo I move, yo I move It ain't funny, see when ya f**in wit my people Got the fo fo, buckin it slow I'm so evil sh** stand up, hold this See I control this, hemisphere Makin' this clear, and stood focused Was born broke, so ya ice don't entice me Eatin chinese food, my juice wasn't icy I'm still papi, and I ain't change for sh** I been out for four days, I ain't change for sh** Yo saluchi, take ya sh** god and rock gucci Ghetto style no couffi, smoke loosi Hit the block wit the new uzi Seven forty five live gettin new coochie Hit the hood like the windmill and spin out quick It won't stop till I cake out sh** (oh god) [Chorus: x 2] I got some sons fa you, and some runnas to run fa you They on the block all day (ay yooo) She on the block all day (ay yoooo) We on the block all day (ay yoooo) I got some Henny in my system the half is startin' ta hit me If I brawl in the club my boys'll brawl wit me (clears throat), n***as want to see me foul f**in' hatas you should see me now, switch the topic We was friends but I told shorty (ay yooo) Don't you get up in this Benz shorty (ay yooo) And you know i'll f** ya friends shorty (ay yooo) And they ain't get no ens shorty (ay yooo) See n***as, they want my name next to Kurt Cobain But I don't sniff c**aine, I sniff propane Keep me ga**ed up, and I'm keepin my cash up Shorty give me too much brains, keepin me a**ed up (ohhhh) So if you wit it I can hit it and go And call you from the hood later when I'm huggin a ho You see, ain't nothin funny man, all about my money man Dressed up like a rabbit told the b**h that she in bunny land You see that popper got her feelin herself Literally god she feelin herself (oh god) [Chorus] Back up, 'cause I'ma smack this muthaf**a Back up, 'cause I'ma smack this muthaf**a Back up, 'cause I'ma smack this muthaf**a Back up, 'cause I'ma smack this muthaf**a Back up, 'cause I'ma smack this muthaf**a