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letra de 1, 2, 3 - naughty by nature

[intro/hook: repeat 6x]
1, motherf-ckin’ 2, motherf-ckin’ 3
1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and

[verse 1: lakim shabazz]
silly weak rappers are full of this
since i’m a don i’m puttin’ out a hit
cause i’m fired up, i’m tired of all the bullsh-t
flavor unit, it’s time to attack a prey
so make way for hip-hop’s green beret
bring on the refills, you see we feel
the name of the brain game is k!ll or be k!lled
i’m an expert, who will be the next jerk to try?
let me explain you got 8 million ways to die
we torch and scorch you, make you feel real sore
have that -ss looking just like the spook who sat by the door
known to k!ll ducks, sk!lls erupt
you ask why? my reply is ‘i don’t give a f-ck!’
i’m a panther, i love fresh meat
after i k!ll you, i’m a leave your body across 110th street
my tactics are drastic and real fast
i tie a rope to a truck and cold drag your -ss
i’m more than a threat, i’m a problem
to h-ll with cotton, watch out when i come to harlem
so don’t whisper or make a sound or croak
sh-t you pop, go straight back down ya throat
everyday all day this be the hard way
putting rappers out of commission even on an off day
flavor unit rules g, we’re taking rappers out
1 motherf-cking 2 motherf-cking 3

chorus (x3)

[verse 2: apache]
here comes trouble and it’s all that, in fact, contact
your next of kin, friend, follow the flow format
while you slept, i crept, so expect to get bruised
ask me if i give a f-ck cos i ain’t got sh-t to lose
f-ck around, lay around and get stuck up
you beat me? wait a minute, hold the f-ck up!
if i was deaf, dumb, blind, stupid, lame
handicapped, crippled and “p-ssy” was my middle name
you couldn’t beat me sl!ck, snap that neck like a chick-o-stick
i know who’ll getcha quick. (who?) my d-ck!
tell me, is this some type of tournament?
i cut ya f-ckin’ head off and use it as a christmas tree ornament
come and give me a test whoever claims to be the best
leaves with a 40-below footprint on his chest
f-cked up, got stuck, go press your luck
both of his legs were found in back of a garbage truck
head found in the bar of a limousine
the rest of his body at a dump-site in queens
d-mn man, mr. handman, you like braggin
ya f-cked up, made a wrong turn and entered the dragon
i told you i’m out to stalk
last n-gga tried me, died g, felt my tomahawk
apache, that’s me, i’m get in rappers’ -ss
1 motherf-ckin 2 motherf-ckin 3

chorus (x4)

[verse 3: treach]
you coulda been my main sh-t stain but you scr-p and will wack, black
the only thing i smoke witta pipe is an -ss crack
you challenge treach, i’ll seal you quick, you can’t touch that
i thought you did a triple cos you said “aw, f-ck that!”
down the hill how ya feel, -?hey ben hef?-
give me a hearin aid or two then i’m thru cos i’m that def
that’s how we all be, tighter than small lees
club, rap and r&b, i’m wreckin on all 3
this drill means chill, guard ya grill, trouble
is that your head or is your neck blowin a f-ckin bubble?
a-b-c, skip to the s-t
u-v-w-x, f-ck the y-z
brand new, brand nubian, grand puba-in
tape d-mn soothes me then, if i’m wrong, sue me then
wait let me hear another tune, tune me in
so i’m straight, if i hear “drop the bomb” i have to go
break a snake’ for anytime or any day, as many rhymes for many ways
erase, forgive me not cos sh-t i’m hot, if i can get then you’ll get got
au contraire, mon frere, this is all my hair
i wouldn’t cut it for the biggest b-tt-ocks out there
but on a tip or hittin hips, i’m more than quick
i grease my lightnin’, it’s frightening how i get, a sl!ck
schooled, dark, cool sagittarian
two types of marryin: very thick or very thin
naughty by nature and the flavor u-n-i-t
1 motherf-ckin 2 motherf-ckin 3

chorus (x4)

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