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letra de '97 mystikal - xavy rusan

[intro]
yo, yo
in my ’97 notika

[verse 1]
harder than equations, i’m blazin’ until i’m asian
find my sh-t amazin’ and give my w-lly a-blazin’
my sh-t is so adjacent to everything you be straddlin’
i hit the game travellin’, javelins in the abdomen
whippin’ through divadio just like i’m mario
ever since i was a snotty nose, i’m quick to body blows
make a hundred cruise, get the runnin’ shoes when i slide by
unexpected like a drive-by in a sci-fi
fly guy, higher than the tip of a rocket
plug in like that sh-t in your socket, my pick in the locket
never seen a package like the one i’m ’bout to deliver
fourty glock in the quiver, fourty ounce in the liver
50 cent in my speaker, and ninety-nine for the blunt
get some neck while i’m whippin’, ain’t got no time for the c-nt
spewin’ sinners the syllables from the syllabus section
metaphorical murder that teach a literal lesson
i hit the gas like a drag race, tell me how my ass taste
worry about the window or have you lookin’ from last place
right in the dungeon where you find a map
i’m smokin’ with the fire-breather and the grimmy cap
i got about a hundred kinds of rap, n-ggas all kinds of wack
burried underground and people ask me where i find the mat
package for the stimuli, me and i’m, him and i
play a kwimini, got me movie as a gemini
[chorus]
these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i can’t f-ck with my bands up (i’m knowin’ these n-ggas can’t f-ck)
know you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i can’t f-ck with my bands up (how you n-ggas gon’ f-ck with me?)
how you n-ggas gon’ f-ck with me?
i can’t f-ck with my bands up
i know you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i can’t f-ck where my bands up (d-mn, son)

[verse 2]
alias as he who n-ggas dare not mention
i’ve been proddin’ p-ssy for pinchin’, i’m from a different dimension
you need to make a decision, you hatin’ or what?
i’m in cali up on them datings, grip your date by the b-tt
assert my dominance on your providence with h-lla confidence
punch a rapper in the temple, tell me what the problem is
diamond in the rough with the ruffians playin’ david ruffin
catch a fade or somethin’, why you throwin’ shade and frontin’?
still slidin’ down ripley, you believe it or not
got a couple g in the sock, my brody bleedin’ the block
on my sh-t according to legend, you find it in an old scroll
holy ghost flow, hit the devil with the four-four
please no photos, i’m incognegro
flow sub-zero, it’s the hometown hero
play me mediocre, i promise it’d be a problem
man, i should’ve hit your mom with a condom, now i’m a father
you half-ass trash bag, treat me as such
better pay your cable bill or you won’t see me as much
i’m in the wind like pollution, i’m burnin’ hookah with buka
maybe head to kentucky, i heard the packin’ paducah
layin’ up with your lady, she lather me with a loofah
intermission from money, the master, my kama sutra
i told you little n-ggas who feminine that we finna win
so only hit my line ’bout them dividends and carcinagens because
[chorus]
these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i can’t f-ck with my bands up (i’m knowin’ these n-ggas can’t f-ck)
know you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i can’t f-ck with my bands up (how you n-ggas gon’ f-ck with me?)
how you n-ggas gon’ f-ck with me?
i can’t f-ck with my bands up
i know you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i can’t f-ck where my bands up (d-mn, son)

- xavy rusan

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