Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wit Yo Punk Azz, artist - Esham. Album song Dead Flowerz, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.09.2008
Record label: Aknu Media
Song language: English
Wit Yo Punk Azz |
| Yeah, Yeah |
| One time fo yo muthafuckin mind |
| It’s the Drunken Master up in this piece |
| Representin, for you punk azz niggas |
| Bitch I’m back screamin «I don’t care» |
| Throw yo guns in the fuckin air |
| While you niggas be sippin Moet and Cristal |
| I be stickin up fools with a bloody pistol |
| Got a Glock on cock when I ride the block |
| Hot bullets leave yo ass in a state of shock |
| Most playa hated by the playa hataz I know |
| Nigga fuck yo ass and yo ugly ho |
| I could give a fuck less what coast your from |
| Cuz you can play Forrest Gump and catch the dum dums |
| Bitch, just like the last muthafucka, who crossed my path |
| Wit yo punk azz |
| When a nigga playa hates me for a bitch |
| Keep my name out yo outh wit yo punk azz (punk azz nigga) |
| When a nigga owe me money, and I see you at the club sippin Mo |
| Gimme my loot wit yo punk azz |
| Back up on the block, ho’s suck dick |
| Niggas gettin high yellin «Dice ain’t shit» |
| Gun to ya jaw, screamin fuck the law |
| Fuck H.I.V. |
| I’m goin in raw |
| Scurvy, fuckin prostitutes like James Worthy |
| You got the nerve to serve me, biotch |
| Ya don’t know my style |
| Scurv azz nigga from 7 mile |
| Got a pistol in my pocket, and a joint in my mouth |
| I wanna bitch with an ass like a ho down south |
| I wanna get drunk, but I’m low on cash |
| So I take yo stash, wit yo punk azz |
| When you wanna smoke my weed and ain’t put 5 in |
| Back the fuck up wit yo punk azz (punk azz nigga) |
| When I’m chillin wit a bitch all day and you ain’t fuckin |
| Walk the fuck home wit yo punk azz |
| I’m only into two thangs, that’s loot and fam |
| At the crib baggin grams |
| Tryin to come up on a hundred grand |
| I got plans to be the black Bugs Moran |
| Red bones and sun tans |
| Givin me head inside the tour van |
| Once my gun jammed and I ran like the wind |
| Brave niggas die young |
| The ones that run rock the gems |
| Ride a Benz, make loot wit they friends |
| Rock beat’s and Timb’s, have sex with only fly femmes |
| So try to pretend not to see us in the clubs |
| Mad cuz they on the block still flippin dubs |
| Only show love to those truly gettin cash |
| So nigga why would you ask, wit yo punk azz? |
| Yeah, so now you niggas know, Drunken Master back in this piece representin for |
| all you bitch azz, busta azz niggas talkin all that sh! |
| t, and all you bitchez |
| that ain’t fuckin, all ya’ll can eat a dick, wit yo punk azz |