Poison Clan

Poison Clan - Rough Nigga Gettin' Busy lyrics

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Poison Clan's in the house and ya don't stop!
 JT's in the house and ya don't stop!
 Tony Cash in the house and ya can't quit!
 Poison Clan comin' dope with the funky shit!
 Hey yo  throw ya hands in the air!
 And wave 'em like ya just don't care!
 And if you're ready to rock with JT and the Clan
 Lemme hear ya say  aw yeah!

 Verse 1: JT Money
 JT  wreckin' shit like a drunk driver
 The Bitch-izer's richer and wiser
 Niggas camouflage to be large like the great one
 Talkin' shit? Oh, that's a mistake, son!
 'Cause I'm on track like a train
 Puttin' niggas in pain, who think they can hang
 With the likes of the Money Man
 I'm from the Clan; I leave your head spinnin' like a fan
 So spread your hustle, we can go off the muscle
 Brothers talk shit, but still don't wanna tussle
 With the Clan's warrior!
 Make a sad story o' whoever's in the section,
 'Cause all you get is wrecked, son
 If you don't know what you're in for,
 Pay attention as I mention the info
 Or you'll get slapped like a hoe
 I'm from the bottom, niggas! Act like you know!

 Chorus (4x):
 [I am ROUGH!]
 [Another hit from the freestyle fanatic]

 Verse 2: JT Money
 Save the beef for the patty; I don't rap for the weak
 The Poison Clan's mack daddy ain't your speed
 I get respect to the maximum, some be actin' dumb
 They're not down with the Poison, so I'm taxin' 'em
 Eatin' 'em up, like a gyro sandwich
 They're never Poison Clan 'cause they do zero damage
 JT Money's the man you can never predict
 I'm crusin' while suckas gettin' sea-sick
 Now stuff like this you can't resist nowadays
 Poison is power, and power pays
 So I choose to be Poisonous
 You can never pose a threat if you put your boys in this
 But rather though, you'll tell your kids a story of
 JT, the Poison Clan warrior
 I'm never lost in the source 'cause I'm the boss
 Hot like the devil but cool as Jack Frost
 And I fly niggas' head like a frisbee
 You just seen a rough nigga gettin' busy

 Chorus
 Motherfuckers on roaches still can't hang with me
 The mack daddy's back on track and it's plain to see
 I'm one of the best out, I'm waitin' the next 'bout
 Never fakin' makin' the opposite sex shout
 Niggas act hard when they know they soft
 Pull a switch on your back and turn yo' ass off
 'Cause the shit y'all kickin' ain't hittin'
 The shit I kick kick ass; I ain't bullshittin'
 I'm on a rampage to do damage
 Eat you like a sandwich, 'cause you can't manage
 Niggas try to get fly, so then I wreck 'em
 Kick 'em in the rectum, and then reject 'em
 I make Hell raise, kick like a 12-guage
 Make you feel like you're trapped in a steel cage
 Niggas kickin' nursery rhymes and weak fables
 I kick shit like I'm walkin' through a horse stable
 Gettin' shit on my steel-toe, but still chilled, though
 My foot'll be up yo' ass like a dildo
 So don't be next, black
 'Cause I cause way more shit than Ex-Lax

 Chorus
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Language: English

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