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Hit Me With That The Beatnuts Intro: We got that funk on lock "Ya, ya better, ask somebody" Hook: HARDCORE comin' with the beats and rhymes GOT YOU HUMMIN' now you wanna press rewind BEATNUTS COMBINE goin' line for line A-YO Are You Ready The Beatnuts Psycho Les- It's the wicked, nigger with the super dick Fuckin' ho's like I'm supposed to be in a flick, UH! Reign of the Tec The Beatnuts [JuJu] It's the hard little pistol-packing punk dope smuggler Lethal when I kill, I go straight for the jugular Back again to hit ya with the junkyard funk Shit gets out of hand, I got a Tec in the The Trouble Is... (Album Version (Explicit)) The Beatnuts Cipha Sounds {scratched} (The trouble is he's crazy) x2 Cipha Sounds {scrathced} Cipha Sounds is scratching the hit The trouble is he's crazy The trouble is he's crazy Beatnuts Yeah, ghetto prose The trouble Sandwiches (Extended) The Beatnuts quick Then I flip her little ass like a side kick (Word) The names not Bond, so come on and pass me the light Or the hydro chron Bust it, I make bitches make me sandwiches And scratch my ass when Let Off a Couple The Beatnuts cause I fuckin' stole that witch Swept you home like a broom, then I roll that witch Switch over to the right hand or back to the left See, whichever one I use, yo, it still spells def D-E-F, And We Don't Give a Funk The Beatnuts Beatnuts bea-beatnuts beatnuts We don't give a funk (x3) Psycho les: I don't care what you do in a disco Drink mode sniff coke, or twist dro get dough right from the intro you will know the nuts iz no Muchachacha The Beatnuts [Willie Stubz] Can I hit that? Get Funky The Beatnuts ' up hoes Psycho Les: Equipped with the Beatnuts funk Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right Find Us (In the Back of the Club) The Beatnuts the pistol And when the bartender turns around I'ma reach for the Cristal You not ready for this style, I'm straight Psycho wit it And I bet you in love with, yeah Psycho hit it A long time ago, I'ma keep Clowns The Beatnuts Yes indeed, it's the Biz Markie with the Beatnuts And I'm gonna count along with this girl like this One, two we'll come for you Three, four you better lock your door Five, six beatnuts in the mix 2-3 Break The Beatnuts [Psycho Les] People call me the drunk, off the thick funk Just to prove I'm ?luida? bag your whole start like ?meshuda? Straight Jacket The Beatnuts JuJu- Check it out, with that sauerkrautt Get the flava that's nasty, that's what I'm about I said I'm top like a cherry, yo it gets no harder Straight from the cemetery, with bass like Ron Carter Find That The Beatnuts I slip into hysteria mode As I rise to terrorize every area code Junkyard like a crook in the night I want mines I take mines dressed in black holdin' the mic Now give me my loot and no stories Excuses Fluid The Beatnuts the vineyard So I put some yellow liquid and some dump on the menu One two, to the like one two, my vision's hazy Don't test me now, this paper's got me crazy [Juju] Ayo you be buggin' off the styles I Love It The Beatnuts the crib with the African rugs (Psycho Les) Baggin' hoes by the carload They call me Mr. Hellraiser The Beatnuts wanna shake my hand And behind my back talk shit to the next man Click, bam, a hit to your block, you got beats, but stop! Turn it Out The Beatnuts Hey yo, tell me Beatnuts, yo whatchu gon' do? Turn it out, turn it out Uhh! 40 oz The Beatnuts the weed, babe, I forget Down a 40 on the set with my man Bobba Fett Now it's 12 midnight and I'm looking for a victim... Buggin' The Beatnuts I love raps since Roxanne Shanté and now it's time to throw me in the mix with Beyoncé. Crazy in love for the Golden Platty. Here's a drink toast up and light a fatty. Quality & the Bushmen Off the Top The Beatnuts (check me out now) From girlies now to havin niggaz on my dick cause I like to flip the script Ya know, I come fat with the rhymes And if you want a beat call me at nines Call me at night and I'll Fried Chicken The Beatnuts It's the mad Puerto Rican with the beats in command Hold the 40 with my left and keep the blunt in my right hand My game is tight, I got the flow And my style's a mystery that niggas will never know It's Nothing The Beatnuts a landspeed (fuck that) I'll handle the last nail in your coffin, and have you swimmin' with the dolphins (spongebob) and if I hear someone splattered? No Equal The Beatnuts wanna test me But all that tiggedy-tiggedy tongue-twistin shit don't impress me It's just a phase, and you know damn well That you'll fall off in a minute, cause that shit don't sell Funny how you Do You Believe The Beatnuts Juju: Ayo , its ill when i'm heated how my heart stay cold write a rhyme that make the gats around the world explode now behold the burning malice of a treacherous soul first time I shot a gun Sandwiches The Beatnuts "Get on down" talking: Yo this is the little lunatic youknowhatimsayin'? Straight outta Buck Show fuck that. Props Over Here The Beatnuts Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face New York City have mercy one time, introducing the crew [Fashion] Hey, you ain't really you and you ain't really down Plus I'm tired of seeing you Watch Out Now The Beatnuts (you gettin gelly) You wan' hate me? Slam Pit The Beatnuts them non-believers Them non-achievin niggaz that wanna be leaders but can never beat us Y'all better greet us if you ever see us (word up) TS, Beatnuts, double up, but grab your motherfuckin heaters Yeah You Get Props The Beatnuts I heat up, now I got the competition fired Said he better than the Kool then the nigga's fucking lying Cause I'm a trip up, when I slip up, maybe rip him He with his man then I gotta fucking dip him