Dmg I Ain`t Bullshittin Lyrics

I Ain`t Bullshittin Lyrics

Fee Fi Foe Fum, cause I came to slam



God damn, its time for you to learn about the man



I peep punks off pursuadin niggaz to pick a place



Huh, on the one here comes to gun to your fuckin face



Cause I catch deep on the streets when I creep



And if by chance I happen fall asleep, don't try ta wake me



Lord for bid I got a grudge on these white folks



For holdin my niggaz and forcin niggaz to sell dope



So I must flush in a rush all this hush hush



I'd rather hear some noise when I go for the bum rush



Strike 1, strike 2, motherfuckin strike 3



Words from that nigga DMG hey you remember G



6-1's how I stand a hundred and sixty pounds



Pretty with my thangs, when I be gettin down



Call me good, call me bad, or call me what you want



Cause any way that it goes I still get what I want



Take out him, take out you, take out your fuckin crew



Pop a soda, pop a brew, and pop a honkey too



Ressurect you can bet that I can break a neck



With my hands in demand but I ain't finished yet



I got the skills to deal when I feel



On the real to real I kill when my lyrics bring dollar bills



I breaks em off, breaks em off somethin proper



Proper dopper somethin like a Burger King Whopper



I ain't bullshittin







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Uh, yeah, I ain't bullshittin







6-4-5 13 91



Is the number you can call, to reach the nigga with mega balls, huh



Never bullshit just toss me another clip



So I can like fill this shit, and swallow a niggaz lip



I got em sewed, got em sewed, got em sewed up



Tear a niggaz dome up, watch a nigga fold up



DM to the motherfuckin G



Hardcore motherfucker when approached by an MC



Homicidal black man, suicidal trigger man



Menace to society I ain't takin no shorts man



Niggaz call me lunatic, bitches call me ludocris



Fags call me devlish but I'm stickin to a lunatic



As I transfer lyrics bad as cancer



Big staya hatcha I been waitin ta chance ya



Huh, right now I'm rollin like a light



Little penny niggaz gettin bucked 



so this nigga'z gettin smack by my presence



I'm in the essence of a nigga



The one who pulls triggas and if he's bigga I pull another trigga



6-8's how he stood full of indo



Heads fat as bricks, enough to shatter your window



2 or 3 slugs to his face, then he hell squirt



7 more shots to the dick, put it in the dirt



Cause in the ghetto I'mma say you never say ya chicken



And DMG is on this here and I ain't bullshittin







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Nuff rocks out to my nigga Stuff, B Quick, Scarface



And Mad Ron rest in peace my nigga, I love ya man



And I'm out