Mobb Deep

Mobb Deep - Bitch Ass Nigga lyrics

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I might be small  but fuck with bein bigga
 Niggaz wanna throw with that bullshit but step aside
 Pull out the four five  and kill him motherfuckin dead
 Pump his ass with lead
 Never fakin moves  motherfucker run the jewels
 Buckwild  blowin niggaz out the frame
 Matter fact  don't call me shorty  kid you know my name
 So next time  you see me  you better duck me
 cause I don't give a fuck G
 Catch wreck with the tec then I'm out like quick sex
 Who's next, bitch ass nigga?

 Bitch ass nigga - nah you don't want none (4X)

 Kick it when I'm wicked and all smoked out
 The little nigga that gets on your nerves so read about
 You say yo shorty trauma, what's all the drama?
 I shoot em up like their last name was Farmer
 Shorty got the death wish, I wish to die
 But when I try, it just goes by
 You couldn't kill me because I can't kill myself
 And if I got beef then I got it for self
 And if I catch a body, I catch it for self
 To me, murder is good for the health
 Little man paranoid, Mr. Schizophrenic
 Thirty-five niggaz wanna funk, don't panic
 Just shoot a head up, or take your beatin like a man
 Or pull a burner if you want a longer lifespan
 That's how I see it if I gotta die so be it
 But maybe one day, my luck'll run out though
 Until then, I couldn't give a FUCK yo
 Little shorty one time, I'm goin all out for mines
 cause there won't be a next time
 So what you wanna do punk, back up a little
 Gimme some space, I'm hittin hearts, street sweeper
 A little crazed nigga from the streets
 Raised in the ghetto, I'm puttin out heads yo
 I'm open, time to catch wreck, put em in check
 Snap his neck, grab his loot then jet
 Who's next to be a victim - easily ripped up
 Get ready to run when I ripped em
 Drop to the floor, feel the wrath of the drug war
 Call me a thug who gets buck when I want more
 Maniac react with a tec 9
 Hit me up now cause there won't be a next time
 Nah you don't want none

 Bitch ass nigga - nah you don't want none (6X)

 Who's that nigga standin with the jewels?
 Throw on my hood, cock back the tool
 Just to get a rep, yea you god damn right
 Just lick lick shots cause I don't fuck with fights
 Back on the ave, and five-oh arrive
 Chalk on the ground where the motherfucker died
 Niggaz know who did it but ain't nobody snitchin
 No word of to myself, if they do, I'm flippin the script
 Settin it off, yo, put em in a dopefiend
 and cut em up like protein
 The Lord of criminal juvenile crimes committed
 Set it some bitch-ass nigga, I'm widdit
 You couldn't fuck with the skills of the five foot
 And all it takes is a set to get your crew shook
 You're fucked up, kid your rap styles sucks
 I'm bustin niggaz, like my first nut
 Should I pull the trigga
 Huh, no question

 Bitch ass nigga - nah you don't want none (9X
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Island Records Inc.

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

Appearing on: Juvenile Hell (1993)

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