Wit Yo Punk Azz

Esham

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    Yeah,Yeah
    One time foe yo muthphuckin mind
    It's the Drunken Master in this peice
    Representin, for you punk azz niggaz

    Bitch I'm back screamin "I don't care"
    Throw yo guns in the phuckin air
    While you niggaz be sippin Moet-n-Crystal
    I be stickin up fools with a bloody pistol
    Got a gloc on kock when I ride the block
    Hot bullets leave yo azz in a state of shock
    Most playa hated by the playa hataz I know
    Nigga phuck yo azz and yo ugly ho
    I could give a phuck less what coast your from
    Cuz you can play Forest Gump and catch the dump dumps
    Bitch, just like the last
    muthaphucka, 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 moe
    Gimme my loot wit yo punk azz.

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    Back up on the block, ho's suck dick
    Niggaz gettin high yellin Dice ain't sh!t
    **** to ya jaw, screamin phuck the law
    Phuck H.I.V. I'm goin in raw
    Scurvy, phuckin 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 wit an azz 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 phuck up wit yo punk azz (punk azz nigga)
    When I'm chillin wit a bitch all day and you ain't phuckin
    Walk the phuck home wit yo punk azz. (punk azz nigga...come here, come here)

    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 Bugz Boran
    Red bones and sun tans
    Givin me head inside the tour van
    Once my gun jammed and I ran like the wind
    Brave niggaz 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 fem's
    So try to pretend not to see 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 niggaz know, Drunken Master back in this peice representin for all you bitch azz, busta azz niggaz talkin all that sh!t, and all you bitchez that aint phuckin, all ya'll can eat a dick, wit yo punk azz.

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