Tell They Ass Wassup
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Tell They Ass Wassup Lyrics
[Verse 1 Kembe X]
Another day another picture of a nigga on the news
Get abused by a nigga with some dollars
I ponder if I conjure up a Village of some young, delinquent scholars
Will I manage to bring honor to my father
I'll never be done, nah, that ain't where my head at
And I will never run, nah, that ain't where my legs at
Blessed with triple 7s, God's grace and capacity for swaggery
The Village way of life: Another track, Another casualty
..And that includes features
Fuck any authority and that includes teachers
And preachers
I stress that they lessons is social lectures
They opinions ain't what they supposed to teach us
Put me on the beat first, nigga I'm wilin
Peg Leg t-shirt, nigga I'm stylin
Worst day of my life and a nigga still smilin
Thousands of plagues wouldn't change me
A tase wouldn't faze me
Damage all my adversaries, you don't wanna face me
I'm headed to my hood nigga, you don't wanna chase me
A lot of y'all gon run but not complete the race
And your sense of music's tongueless so I don't meet your tastes
Fuck a nun!
Please don't hate me, I'm a stranger in this bitch
Got a gun, please don't make me up the banger in this bitch
Send it up, send it up! Then ask me if I give a fuck
No boy, nigga fuck?
Wiley tell they ass wassup!
Another day another picture of a nigga on the news
Get abused by a nigga with some dollars
I ponder if I conjure up a Village of some young, delinquent scholars
Will I manage to bring honor to my father
I'll never be done, nah, that ain't where my head at
And I will never run, nah, that ain't where my legs at
Blessed with triple 7s, God's grace and capacity for swaggery
The Village way of life: Another track, Another casualty
..And that includes features
Fuck any authority and that includes teachers
And preachers
I stress that they lessons is social lectures
They opinions ain't what they supposed to teach us
Put me on the beat first, nigga I'm wilin
Peg Leg t-shirt, nigga I'm stylin
Worst day of my life and a nigga still smilin
Thousands of plagues wouldn't change me
A tase wouldn't faze me
Damage all my adversaries, you don't wanna face me
I'm headed to my hood nigga, you don't wanna chase me
A lot of y'all gon run but not complete the race
And your sense of music's tongueless so I don't meet your tastes
Fuck a nun!
Please don't hate me, I'm a stranger in this bitch
Got a gun, please don't make me up the banger in this bitch
Send it up, send it up! Then ask me if I give a fuck
No boy, nigga fuck?
Wiley tell they ass wassup!
[Verse 2 Alex Wiley]
Mamase, mamasa
Mamaku fuckin Sa
Went to sleep drunk, then woke up fried
I'm like damn, 'Where the fuck was I?!'
Now you know a nigga keep two b's rolled
Sour D's and Blue Cheese smoke
I keep these hoes on they knees though
Like Tim Tebow after he scores
Ask me do I give a fuck, I be like who the fuck are you
That Master P CD your bitch bought me exactly what I'mma fuck her to
Bumping 'Bout It, Bout It'
You know I pull out when I'm about to nut
Better get the fuck around me
You know I get loud when I'm about to nut
AGHHH!!!
Swaggin as if we couldn't fail
I don't give a fuck about much nigga, as if you couldn't tell
I can and I won't but you niggas be giving a big fuck
Drinking apple juice out my pimp cup
Getting my dick sucked
Smoke till I get stuck
Wish you niggas good luck!
Cause you ain't got no chance against your mans
I break dance, hit me? Fuck around and break your hands against your mans
Never stress over that little shit, bitch always take it in stride
I lied
When it comes to jams, no jam will take me alive
Bitch
Mamase, mamasa
Mamaku fuckin Sa
Went to sleep drunk, then woke up fried
I'm like damn, 'Where the fuck was I?!'
Now you know a nigga keep two b's rolled
Sour D's and Blue Cheese smoke
I keep these hoes on they knees though
Like Tim Tebow after he scores
Ask me do I give a fuck, I be like who the fuck are you
That Master P CD your bitch bought me exactly what I'mma fuck her to
Bumping 'Bout It, Bout It'
You know I pull out when I'm about to nut
Better get the fuck around me
You know I get loud when I'm about to nut
AGHHH!!!
Swaggin as if we couldn't fail
I don't give a fuck about much nigga, as if you couldn't tell
I can and I won't but you niggas be giving a big fuck
Drinking apple juice out my pimp cup
Getting my dick sucked
Smoke till I get stuck
Wish you niggas good luck!
Cause you ain't got no chance against your mans
I break dance, hit me? Fuck around and break your hands against your mans
Never stress over that little shit, bitch always take it in stride
I lied
When it comes to jams, no jam will take me alive
Bitch
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