Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dat Nigga Dare, artist - Kutt Calhoun. Album song B.L.E.V.E., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.08.2004
Record label: MSC Entertainment, Strange
Song language: English
Dat Nigga Dare |
| My life in a nutshell contains some things |
| You wouldn’t want to make public, too ashamed to sang |
| I got a pack of Black & Milds and a gang of change |
| And crown royal bag put a away for a rainy day |
| I know it’s hard to accept this barcode |
| Born too eclectic, y’all narcoleptic |
| Niggas better () go to your local gambling stock |
| And try to raise the stakes on Kutt |
| Because (why?) |
| He came to turn the world out (Kutt) |
| Since then, now what you know 'bout? |
| Loosen your mind up, just to remind that |
| Kansas City, Missouri’s now a loop in a line-up |
| see the snake and a bat |
| You can mistake it for rap supervillain without the cape and a hat |
| Screamin' «Nnutthowze, six, six, triple-eight, four, six, nine, nine three |
| bombin' with a warning» |
| Please, watch out for that nigga there |
| He’s not your average, he’s somethin' like a playa |
| Round up your cavalries and bust 'til nothing’s there |
| all the smoke is clear, it’s that nigga there |
| Listen up, I’m about to get dope |
| Nah, for real, I need two pills I can’t cope |
| I’m manish, don’t give a fuck about menace |
| Manic depressive and scandalous |
| While poppin' holes in, my manager can’t stand this |
| Walkin' around with a hole in my brain |
| Hold that thought, I’m tryna grab a ho that sings |
| So what are you sayin', my brains are decompose in vain |
| It’s all from bitches with erroneous |
| My soul sinkin' from drinkin' this Olde English |
| And thinkin' the more meanin' to find out the whole reason why |
| I love bitches screamin' «How you do that baby?» |
| It’s all simple and come out of y’all mental |
| Well spoken o |
| So niggas don’t try to me |
| I got a PhD plus the persuasion of some GHB |
| Please, watch out for that nigga there |
| He’s not your average, he’s somethin' like a playa |
| Round up your cavalries and bust 'til nothing’s there |
| all the smoke is clear, it’s that nigga there |
| Last verse is purposely wrote for you to quote |
| And make note that I’m purposely dope, it ain’t joke |
| I came to get it crunk, comin' down with the 50 |
| And poppin' up the trunk |
| When you see me freeze, oh that’s with my the piece |
| Straight from the gang of the Deuce soldiers |
| Niggas ain’t flame 'cause it ain’t none colder |
| Makin' it sound like a, bringin' the doom like bubonics |
| Leavin' you STD niggas cured with my antibiotics |
| Or antiseptics, I plan to wreck it respected |
| But if not then fuck it, here’s a |
| What you gon' do when you make a million sales? |
| I’m gonna have some fun (like what?) |
| Like hold the government for ransom |
| Black strap with a handgun |
| Sir, on line one, bitch |
| Please, watch out for that nigga there |
| He’s not your average, he’s somethin' like a playa |
| Round up your cavalries and bust 'til nothing’s there |
| all the smoke is clear, it’s that nigga there |
| Please, watch out for that nigga there |
| He’s not your average, he’s somethin' like a playa |
| Round up your cavalries and bust 'til nothing’s there |
| all the smoke is clear, it’s that nigga there |