Casual That Bullshit Lyrics

That Bullshit Lyrics

Intro: 
 
Look, this is my third time doin this sh*t 
YaseewhatI'msayin, and I'm gettin tired, my as* is sweaty 
I ain't got time, and uhh, I'm just 
gonna let you know I'm kickin it with Casual 
YaseewhatI'msayin, my extro pro dank nigga 
Now check this out 
(it's time for da bullshit) 
Yo, I'm with Mike G, I'm with Snupe, I'm with Del 
I'm with Hieroglyphics, I'm with Souls of Mischievious niggaz 
I'm with Pep, from the motherf**kin Shamen 
I'm with J Groove and I'm from the motherf**kin Hobo Junction 
Now check this sh*t out, f**k the bullshit. Now when it... 
 
Thought I was gonna rhyme, right? 
Hell motherf**kin no (nyahhh) 
Hell no, hell no (hell no) 
I'm talkin shit, I'm from the motherf**kin West 
I'm from Oakland 
SeewhatI'msayin, and I'm like, crazy like... 
 
Lyrics: 
 
Schizophrenic tenant number one 
When it comes to housing, arousing the, intellect with intro-spect 
Flex on me, huh, I don't think so... yet, bit*h (beeatch) 
My jettin is letting my exhaust defrost my balls 
I smell the fear and the sauce in your drawers 
for Arm & Hammer, Shamen, grammar 
I got the flow G, the D-Flow 
The Hobo, the Junction (conjuction) 
The D stands for diesel 
I ran into my extra pro niggaro Casual 
He didn't say shit, he passed the spliff and I hit it 
Then I set sail for the tropics on the down low 
And I'll end this bullshit with a pound bro 
 
Outro: 
 
See, it's basically not, a rap 
SeewhatI'msayin, it's basically (f**k the bull) 
Yeah, it's basically f**k you, hah 
But check it out, youknowhamsayin 
The West is phat and that's all we gonna, like, express 
Youknowhamsayin, and I wanna express f**k you 
Cuz I don't give a f**k, I'm tellin you 
Youknowhamsayin, and we gonna ah, real, we for real finna come up 
We finna come up. We finna 
You hear that? Finna. Hella. We hella raw 
We hella raw. Country accents, hillbillies and all that (all that) 
From the backroads nigga