Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bichasniguz, artist - Onyx.
Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bichasniguz |
If the heat is on, I gotta freeze up by a nigga |
Shitty hit da fans from da hands, sqeeze da trigga |
ATAK OF DA BAL-HEDZ! |
sleep if ya wanna |
Bets is burned it’s a bitter shit than be a donor |
Bichasniguz not respective, but rejectic |
Move on 'em, move on 'em, things are get hectic |
So watch ya blankets, hold your hopes |
Ya get hurt up, that’s da word up Fuckin’with Fre-dro understand, GODDAMN! |
Who the hell is that little ass man?! |
The kid with da scamps, balhead like ya jams |
Shootin’at the stands, no time to beat fans |
Ain’t nothing worse than the bichas wich as, nigga that’s bakin' |
Lies for tichin', try to run the nut for scratchin’stop itchin' |
Wishin’perhaps, I play tha right guard, tryin’in yards, but I’ma hit ya with |
sacks! |
Two to da timple, straight to da brains, so simple and plain |
Ain’t a muthafuckin’thing changed, |
But a hole in ya muthafuckin’tape, I would like to thank: |
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, |
My nigga, nigga, nigga, nigg-aaa! |
Bichasniguz I’ma had to pull ya skirt up! |
Bichasniguz I’ma had to pull ya skirt up! |
Bichasniguz I’ma had to pull ya skirt up! |
That’s da word up, you get hurt up! |
Bichasniguz I’ma had to pull ya skirt up! |
Bichasniguz I’ma had to pull ya skirt up! |
Bichasniguz I’ma had to pull ya skirt up! |
That’s da word up, you get hurt up! |
Big DS! |
I put a hole in ya chest, grab ya by da neck |
I hit you with da Tec, Onyx in affect, WE ALWAYS COME CORRECT! |
Smack tha taste out ya muthafuckin’mouth! |
Big DS, I show ya what it’s all about |
DANGER, DANGER! |
DANGER, DANGER! |
It’s all about anger, the nigga bitch banger! |
I be with the crazy criminals on da Pristal Projects |
Beat them down who ever weeze respect |
The fake moves, fake plays da bichas, |
Ya joints, is that a death you choose |
Nigga bitch nigga, silent as a backcase of strap though |
Wild crazy ghetto, keepin’em on petto! |
Got kids on the block get high with da rocks |
When the time at the club, I knock 'em right on every bucks |
That’s my word! |
I heard a flix city kid, or I heard from the suburbs |
Birds can’t discriminate, so I won’t either |
Make ya holier than a bible, if you’re not a believer |
Diss your words dream, when you face my team |
Been a bitch nigga over like the House of Pain |
People scream, when I get you I say: Gimme that bitch assilation |
Through with pass, get you a cash, or a ditch fast |
Ain’t nuthin’worse than a bitch ass nigga! |
Ain’t nuthin’worse than a bitch ass nigga! |
Move back MUTHAFUCKAZ, the Onyx is here! |
My name is Sticky Fingaz, I’m the nigga in ya nightmare |
Forget da crowd cheer, I live of fears, it’s the beast in me! |
You get the music couldn’t sue me And I take more than you wanna diss try 'em all |
Say, I broke the rhyme, but it’s da weak talkin' |
ALL YA BICHASNIGUZ BEST JUST KEEP WALKIN'! |
Plus spit in ya face, Onyx is da master racin' |
Nothin’sweared about me G, substain a child’s place |
My heart is my witness, I broke the law |
The hap bichas niggaz in jail watchin’my doors |
Hit da floors, and do crazy callous |
Statics that when they flip, they take a jump to the paramedics |
Cause ain’t nuthin’worse than a bichasnigga!!! |
Talkin’lot of shit, though I punch and run |
I have blood on my knife, and a body on my gun |
So listen up son, don’t act wild |
Or I’ll crip your style with a bullet and a smile |
Cause ain’t nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! |
Ain’t nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! |
Ain’t nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! |
Ain’t nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! |
Ain’t nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! |
That’s the WORD up, you get HURT up!!! |