Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Don't Want It, artist - Chino XL. Album song I Told You So, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.09.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
You Don't Want It |
I been to every city, state and street |
From what I see |
These niggas don’t want it with me |
So now I’m comin for the love that y’all were keepin' from me |
Finally |
These niggas don’t want it with me |
And I’m a whole lot bigger than I look on TV |
So physically |
These niggas don’t want it with me |
So if you feel how I feel come and say it with me |
Loudly |
These niggas don’t want it with me |
Yo, who this little boy that’s tryin to rhyme like me? |
And worship me like Jon B worship black pussy |
He pushin me to the point I wanna smack him, yo |
(Yo duke, he tryin to steal your fans like Chico did D’Angelo’s) |
If imitation was acid, I’d have nothin |
Left but jewelry, 52 teeth and a belt buckle |
(Nigga, your skills are to die for) |
During writers block I still create (what?) |
Words of wisdom like they passed the lips of Buddah |
And who the sharpshooter that claim he gonna kill me when he see me? |
But wouldn’t aim remote at a 100″ color TV |
Nigga, I’m off at the heezy, you see that? |
Your record company done hired Chino XL to come and repossess they deal back |
So now I put the fly in your eye like an Ethiopian starving |
Life the game that you will no longer take any part in |
You shouldn’ta start em, y’all done done it |
You have to buy a microscope to read the list of rappers' names that want it |
What |
Yo, shake my hand, I snap your wrist off |
Been God on Earth so long the one in Heaven’s pissed off |
You soft, I’m up the echelon |
The only other hot cats I seen on a plate was at a Chinese food restaurant |
I get the raunch sex and didn’t need the Range |
I fuck your bitch for free and she can keep the change |
I’m pretty as a bitty but my gats make noise |
Yeah, with more female fans than the 'Blackstreet Boys' |
I’m known for stealin niggas' wives like I stole niggas' huffy |
Play tuffy, get beat and boxed like Doug E |
You lucky I shot my last slug in a club |
I’m Alizé and Hennessy in reverse, I got a passion for killin thugs |
You’re askin for spillin blood useless |
I turn the most popular rapper from 'That's my muthafucka!' |
to 'Who this?' |
I survive whole clubs jumpin me |
But nigga, you halt cause I’m a Ryder like the moving truck company |
Bzzzzzz… you’re shocked with Chino electricity |
I’m black when it’s convenient like Mariah’s ethnicity |
Considered a major at literature when rhyming |
I’m diesel, horses goin Chino back riding |
Dissin' XL for wealth is bad for your health |
But I’ma do me like a took Ecstasy with myself |
They been keepin' me on the shelf for ages |
But me retire, it’ll be easier to change every light bulb in Vegas |
Yo, my brain deserve its own infomercial for how it thinks |
You can’t be saved by coppin' Tae-Bo with Billy Blanks |
I turn on sinks and rock to the rhythm of the water drops that come out |
Then freestyle till the whole New York reservoir run out |
And walk with gun out for cats that wanna start somethin' |
I shine like I control the sun’s off-and-on button |
MC’s are mini-me's, my clones at ¼th the size |
(Yeah baby…) rappers try to shag me for my rhymes |