To be or not to be fucked with is Da Brat with some gangsta shit
Now as the sound breaks down let me slide up in
It gets worse as I puff on the chronic smoke
Saggin' all dressed in black
Niggas on my dick 'cause I got green and I'm a fiend
On, till I let them fools disperse
Me and my pad locc up I smoke up and niggas get broke
Mr. Mac pack now can I drop the bomb
When you're in the mood to flow let me know
This bad mamma jamma lick shots like twin glocks and plus it's
No nothers so others witness the rack-ed wicked
With my funkdafied funkdafied west side flow
Now I know that you know that I know you gets none
One time two times three times I'm
When you're in the mood to flow let me know
Not that bitch to be fucked with or seen
As I bust shit niggas can't fuck with
Now I know that you know that I know you gets none
'Cause to me it ain't no thing I'm always ready to go
For so very long
When you're in the mood to flow let me know
Either recite what I write or hold that ass
But if you want some come and get some
Ta dow now, I know you love how I put it down
The MAC's who I be Kris Kross is who I represent
But if you want some come and get some
'Cause puttin' it down ain't no thing bitch you know the routine
I'm in the front with a blunt never playing the back
Now, there I go, there I go, there I go
Now, I know you love how my shit sounds
It be the crooked letta O double that once more
Ghetto bust proper first verse after verse
'Cause to meet 'em y'all needs to quit
Def and I have yet to speak on this bad ass ho
Leanin' to the side peepin' out the scene
To the king that I may very be
So close your eyes as I mesmerize your mind
'Cause ain't no seeing this G be hitting your ass with a blast
The devastation of my lyrics so please kneel
'Cause to me it ain't no thing I'm always ready to go
It's that new nigga on the block and I don't slack
I know you still feel
How many bitches do you that kick shit like this bitch
I gives a fuck about what niggas say how they walk how they talk
Off, tossed like a cloth
I'm the nigga with them braids shades khakis and pimp packs
I'm cappin' any nigga that step or disrespecting my click
To the microphone which I'm known to rock
If you ain't down you best to get down quick
Bangin' till the boogie end boogie time I'm hip hop
'Cause ain't another bitch like this bitch right shit
Now I know that you know that I know you gets none
'Cause in '94 I be the wrong bitch to fuck with
The macadocious a town player the M A C
But this time I'm with Da Brat and once again it's on
With the K to the K, by the way, dum di di dum
'Cause to me it ain't no thing I'm always ready to go
