Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Scoob, artist - Tech N9ne.
Date of issue: 16.07.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Big Scoob |
Big Scoob! |
That’s my nigga rippin it up, |
Put the hood up on my shoulders man I’m lifin it up, |
Tip in my cup, still a nigga givin a fuck, |
You can get touched, pussy nigga spillin them guts, |
Man they wanna see the boss don, |
I be stompin on the hardest streets they walk on, |
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on, it’s still strong, |
You can test it nigga watch me get my vill on, yeah! |
I ain’t changed nigga hungry for bread, left me for dead, |
duckin dodgin shakin the feds, |
What they missed nigga so I’m back searchin for mine, fresh off the grind, |
Still gutta sick with these rhymes, flippin these lines, |
you can see the truth in my eyes, |
Never no lies, leven vill screamin with pride, |
Till the day that they rest me, hog stylin gutta livin villain that’s me |
(Tell em who you talkin bout) |
The way I, drink heavy when I party n shit, |
the way I disrespect a bitch and say sorry n shit, |
The way I, make it switch it from red to dookie brown, |
spot a curve and dope boss dogg and lay em down, |
On the roads and be no lost cause and wait around, |
Show them hoes there’ll be no toss drawers till you pay the hound, |
The way I refrain, from hangin with simps and never |
fuckin with shrimp that ain’t deveined, |
The way I smash for the cash, the way I mash harder (FLASH!), |
Caught a broadcast on the blast with a last broader, |
Why I’m half martyr, The reason I take showers cuz |
I don’t like sittin in ma ass water, |
My reason for red chucks and red laces, my reason for |
fuckin up and never catchin fair cases, |
The way I go so hard on the liquor, vill livin is a given and create it because of my nigga |
(Scoob!!) |
Mayne I’m back and I’m hungry, big homie from the show me niggas know me, |
Only villain take a yic and then I cloning, |
Real talk I can give it how you want it, |
I can put you niggas on that 5−6, villain niggas movin the crowd, |
and I’m tryna make Strange, |
Put some hog in they style, dogg and I’m wild, vans left the bark on the ground, |
Stompin him out, pussy nigga runnin his mouth, but for now imma changed man, |
OG so I’m stickin to the game plan, takin papers makin moves like a grown man, |
Vill steppin in the seven first up for the field plan, |
And you can get it if you want it with me, definitely, |
I can give you more than you need, |
Gutta livin and I’m screamin the V, wherever I be, |
that’s how you niggas know that it’s me |