Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How You Want It, artist - Big MikeDate of issue: 24.05.1999
Song language: English
How You Want It |
| How You Want it? |
| Whaty What |
| We can get down, niggas talkin' shit now |
| Y’all done put y’all shit down |
| Peep that shit y’all spit now |
| Thinkin' it was done with |
| Pickin' all that gun shit |
| We gonna have some fun with |
| Y’all niggas, small niggas, hard niggas |
| That gots stopped, where the fuck y’all niggas |
| What’s up Pac? |
| Shots then turn to slot |
| I swear I see niggas icin' up hot knock digga |
| We got props fa' ya |
| Now I’m more than qualified |
| To be slangin' records nationwide |
| Bitch ass niggas talkin' bout how they down to die |
| And y’all ain’t gotta ask no questions why |
| Partly to test the sky |
| You gotta be the best to try |
| Hoe ass niggas dress too fly |
| To be talkin' bout lockin' heads |
| With a nigga that’s Texas size |
| You fraud at, niggas couldn’t fuck with me if y’all were 50 deep |
| And I was fucked up on a Friday in your best disguise |
| East or West side can I get some |
| Get done, break up the pieces and does the best decide |
| Hit ya with that pesticide |
| I keep ya man, ya milli — legacy loaded by my side |
| I’m killin' these wise guys from the inside |
| So recognize and respect one of the best of my kind |
| No need to be checkin' mine |
| I got the Lexus side to side |
| Especially for catchin' eyes |
| They think that life, a part of life |
| Across the river in that fisher |
| With the thangs from fifty-five |
| Nigga flip that side |
| Try to lift what’s mind |
| Get laid flat foo |
| Cuz with the tech, I’m a nifty guy |
| I’m skinny nigga |
| All one six five of me |
| Twist it up if ya wanna side with me |
| Forty eight tracks |
| Slangin' studio rap bangers |
| Get home, when I attack it’s danger |
| I’m sick of sober (ohh) |
| Holy shit soldier |
| Full of if over and watch me try to take this bitch over |
| It’s me and mine, brotha |
| At all times like that |
| Do it the real way when y’all just stuck out on wax |
| Yo |
| Now how do you want it |
| Do you want it in shots? |
| The Outlawz still comin' |
| If you ready or not |
| These mother fuckers is sleepin' |
| Don’t think we a threat |
| Already a video and platinum |
| And we ain’t even put out an album yet |
| Know where the holy is |
| My soul is pure |
| Ain’t no door |
| To walk out this game of war |
| I still thank the lord |
| My mom duke don’t smoke coke no more |
| Thuggin' for my family, I’ve been an outlaw |
| Been through all |
| For stealin' on niggas who stealin clothes out the mall |
| I went through all y’all |
| Grab my balls |
| Outlawz, It’s war |
| Help me, tell me what’s wrong with your draw |
| Nigga you’re more than raw |
| Now get the fuck off the floor |
| I’mma wire your jar |
| In the worst way |
| Nigga on my birthday |
| Desert Eagle so pollute the ear |
| That’s how we celebrate |
| I meditate in a thug way |
| Fight back in the subway |
| If worst come to worst |
| Fuck this, rap shit is the thug way |
| I woke up early in the mornin' |
| Like I’m facin' the judge |
| Fuck the world |
| Stuck on Thug Life and I ain’t gonna budge |
| Got a heart full of pain |
| And a brain full of sorrow |
| I gots to break like two walls |
| For every muscle I swallow |
| So I was down from the get down |
| You nigga on his ground |
| Mind, controlled by crime |
| Facin' time completely blind |
| The deeper you’ll find the traces of livin' this sadness |
| Lost souls in this midst of this madness |
| So how you want it |
| Chorus (begins then fades out) |