WC & The Maad Circle - k** a Habit lyrics

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WC & The Maad Circle - k** a Habit lyrics

Say n***a.. Bring me the big lighter, n***a What's takin you so long, n***a, to flick me? Smoke somethin, bi... (Why you trippin?) Old ratchet-mouth, 9-6 teeth-socket-mouth, ???-mouth ???????-chewin b*atch! If a n***a get in my way, n***a I take they pipe, they monkey wrenches, they waterholes n***a, pander they lighters, n***a Robbery, n***a For c**aine! Dub C's at the muthaf**in rockhouse And I'm, hopin one of y'all can help me out, see My brother's a basehead and I gotta get him Before Mr. Dopeman k** him (k** him) Plus he's makin my mother cry Her little heart ??? and that sh** ain't fly (smoked out) And even though he's our oldest I gotta deal with his a** from the muthaf**in shoulders For hurtin the family like this That n**ga gotta get dealt with (muthaf**a) Used to be sittin on swoll But now his a** is thinner than a car antena Walkin down the block with Miss Strawberry Smokin on any and every- Thing that'll get a n***a blasted He's to the curb, plus I done heard He been hittin on my neighbors for money Runnin that bullsh** drag About his car ran out of gas Damn, this n***a must be tweakin Plus I ain't seen him all weekend But when I do I'mma break that a** in half (ping) With this muthaf**in baseball bat And if all fails I got a automatic But I don't wanna k** him, I wanna k** his habit But some may say I'm goin about it the wrong way But they don't stay over my way And if you ain't never had a family member doin this Then don't say sh** Cause I done tried rehabilitation But to this n***a rehabs ain't sh** but vacations So now I gotta do it my way So y'all excuse the tactic I'm tryin to k** a habit (Cocaine Cause that's what he looks for, c**aine Never does he ever get any sleep Just walks day in and day out) (He'll chase that high all the time) Now I'm lookin for my brother bendin mo' corners Rollin in a dookie green Nova A n***a done searched all night And his punk a** still ain't in sight Swooped on the homies (what's up, n***a?) Anyone of y'all seen my brother bailin around this muthaf**a? (Yeah..) They all pointed down the block That's all I needed to know Cause now I'm headed for the liquor sto' Pulled in the liquor sto' parkin lot Oh sh**, somebody musta got shot Cause all I seen was n***as in a crowd so deep Heard a clap take up in the streets So I went a little closer to see what it was all about And standin in the crowd There was my muthaf**in brother bu*t-naked Doin the Wop in the intersection Damn, the sh** had his a** so high After doin the Wop the n***a broke into the Robocop That's when I grabbed and pulled him in a car Got out of dodge Took him home, locked him in the garage Me and Toones tied him up, cuffed him up Roughed him up, I mean we f**ed him up So y'all ??? screamin on mine And excuse the tactic I'm tryin to k** a habit (Welcome cla** to Basehead Anonymous We have a new friend with us here today Would you please stand up and share with us.. - Watch out, watch out y'all Hey all what's up y'all? My name Willie Calloway I'm a e-ex basehead - Hi Willie.. ( *applause* )) 6 months done pa**ed And everything's cool, my brother done got his size back Sittin on monster swoll Regretting the day he ever f**ed with the yayo. Now here's with me and Toones, see Until he's complete, he's standin back on his feet Now my mother can smile again cause she's proud again No more smokin (I quit) He told us all, he swore We'll never ever catch him with that sh** no mo' Till me and Toones got a call from D.C Hey n***a, it's time to promote the new LP (what) So we packed our bags and hit the road for two weeks n***a, here comes bad company But when we got back home My brother, my furniture, my muthaf**in equipment was gone That n***a done smoked it all up And I ain't seen him since That's why I'm so pissed I guess I had to learn the hard way The only one to k** a habit is the one doin the crack It's like a catch 22, what can you do? When somebody so close continuously f**s you Hey yo Toones, pa** the strap Y'all excuse the tactic I gotta to k** a habit ( *gun is co*ked and shot* ) (You're, you're had - That's it You belong to the, to the pipe)