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Mad Skillz

Y`all Don`t Wanna

  hip-hop  rap  underground rap  hip hop  hiphop
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Текст песни Mad Skillz - Y`all Don`t Wanna

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Uh, skillzUh, Hi-TekYeaVA yea, yoYo, trust me y`all don`t want none of me manYou wanna discuss that shit with your dog like the Son of SamIf I, run out of hustles, then I`m runnin a scamSpit some hot shit to you that`ll be numbin ya manUh huh, I know what y`all niggas thinkin now"He was on TV with Missy, so how the fuck he underground?"I rep my state from coast to coastDon`t matter if I`m spittin with Nas or sippin with MosI`m explainin shit to y`all geeksI fucks with Timbaland cuz Timbaland got beats!And after Ghostwriter came outY`all was bitchin and cryin, cuz I ain`t put the names outY`all still thinkin I was frontinAnd Puff cut a check so I ain`t have to say nothin *Nah*These rap cats is fakinI`m jumpin in front of you and takin yours like a Secret Service agentCome on[Chorus] (x2)y`all don`t wanna do that, mmm mmmY`all don`t wanna do that, uh uhYou don`t really wanna do that, mmm mmmDog, you don`t wanna do that, uh uhYo, you know what hurts me even more? *What?*Male groupies when you out on tour *For real*Man, I thought I was gon flipDude passed the tape under the stall and I`m tryin to take a shit!Man, this drama gotta stopThem the fools that you gotta watchKeep your tape, don`t do me no favorsCuz when I tell you the truth, you gon call me a haterAnd chicks I came up withBe gettin mad cuz they can`t get hitThey be like, "That nigga Skillz ain`t shit!"Huh, but you just spent some bills, to give Skills the shit, didn`t you?Mmm hmmThat`s funnyThese broads ain`t stoppin my money *Uh uh*So if you manage to get close to meThink about what you gon say boo before approaching meCuz see,Chorus (x2)I rip mics til they tornWhen I walk, they think there`s a strobe light onIn ciphers I be straight up attackingCats be like, "You ripped that shit nigga!"Calm down, I was practicinMan y`all gotta be kiddinI got your CD, I did a lotta skippin like,When I see you, you gon do a lotta bitchinWhile I`m on stage, spittin with a lotta niggas ad-libbinMan, y`all need to kill thatI`m from B.A. nigga, where`s it`s goddamn real atTracks I feel thatAnd leave curfew(?) the streetsSo if you haters suckin yo teeth, then do it on beatCome on *teeth sucking*I ain`t new with the heatI`m in the booth with the flu and still chewin the beatI`m sonnin y`all like Father`s DayDisrespect Pop and get popped like Marvin GayeCuz seeChorus (x4)Skillz, B.A., Supafriendz

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