Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Get Stompt, artist - Big Scoob. Album song Monsterifik, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.09.2009
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Don't Get Stompt |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, don’t you be comin' 'round here |
| Talking sideways, I’mma make you fly away |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, you ain’t even from around here |
| And you hissin', better listen to what I say |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, your boy keep on turfin' that’s for certain |
| I’ma hurt 'em so we better hit the highway |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, this is what I feel |
| If you spill from the grill, hit the hill, back in my day |
| Don’t get stomped |
| 'Bout to show you how it is lil' nigga |
| Talkin' loud, like it is, lil nigga |
| I’m 'bout to give it how you want it plus a little more |
| I’m 'bout to stomp your motherfuckin' head through the floor |
| See I don’t play the games the way you little niggas play 'em |
| I’m from a different day where niggas wasn’t really playing |
| I earn stripes, doing war time, frontline |
| Big homie from the show-me, I had to earn mine |
| And I be damned, can’t no music make a nigga change |
| I was raised by certain views, that’s how I maintain |
| You talkin' loud and disrespectful, your boss |
| Well watch me grab him, give him back just like he asked for |
| You little pussies different level man, I am a boss |
| I got the whole hood ready to ride at all costs |
| Just say the word if I prefer to get you pussies lost |
| But you just flappin' at the lips, so I’ma |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, don’t you be comin' 'round here |
| Talking sideways, I’mma make you fly away |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, you ain’t even from around here |
| And you hissin', better listen to what I say |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, your boy keep on turfin' that’s for certain |
| I’ma hurt 'em so we better hit the highway |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, this is what I feel |
| If you spill from the grill, hit the hill, back in my day |
| Don’t get stomped |
| What you don’t know is I’m waiting on you niggas |
| Who think I’m out trickin' with a bitch and drinkin' liquor |
| You see me minus Krizz, and with his miss and it’s an issue |
| But the security is my clique, you quick dismiss ya |
| And Big Rock, Dragon and Big Mack |
| OG Muggs but hatin' the club and push they wigs back |
| Joe Vertigo heard of your spot where your wife and kids at |
| Notice that I’m creepin' and leapin', you should’ve slid back |
| White supremacy robe at my house yellin' «I hate niggas» |
| Kick on in, Hitler, me and Zilla got grave diggers |
| Call on nueve milla |
| And seven 29s of any kind if funk erupts at any time, the AK fill ya |
| Soo-woop bidness boss dog your ass |
| Take you pussies to my Nikes, straight jog your ass |
| Try to man up, me and my niggas straight your ass |
| We on your noggin like a country dancer, club your ass, nigga |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, don’t you be comin' 'round here |
| Talking sideways, I’mma make you fly away |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, you ain’t even from around here |
| And you hissin', better listen to what I say |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, your boy keep on turfin' that’s for certain |
| I’ma hurt 'em so we better hit the highway |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, this is what I feel |
| If you spill from the grill, hit the hill, back in my day |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Backstage and I’m chillin' after rockin' a show |
| Pourin' whiskey with my Villains, while they scopin' on hoes |
| Signin' autographs, make the people all laugh |
| See I’m a fool with it, Big Scoob’s cool with it |
| But it’s a nigga I’ve been eyeing for a little while |
| He lookin' crazy, actin shady with a twisted mouth |
| So I aproach him on my own, not to rattle Dogs |
| But little buddy tryna blow me off |
| So I tell him who I’m is and the way it is |
| Keep on actin' with me, you gon' get the biz |
| I know I’m out of town, and might be out of bounds |
| But little pussy keep on pushing, I’ma send the hounds |
| Probably mad 'cause his ho chose us |
| Gutter Villains in the building, and she chose us |
| But little buddy, I can’t help you on the homefront |
| You better pick up on your pimpin 'fore you get stomped |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, don’t you be comin' 'round here |
| Talking sideways, I’mma make you fly away |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, you ain’t even from around here |
| And you hissin', better listen to what I say |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, your boy keep on turfin' that’s for certain |
| I’ma hurt 'em so we better hit the highway |
| Don’t get stomped |
| Hey, this is what I feel |
| If you spill from the grill, hit the hill, back in my day |
| Don’t get stomped |