Superbad Lyrics

Superbad lyrics

Intro:
Where we at where we at? (superbad)

Psycho Les:
Hold shit
Jack got the house jam packed
World famous Beatnuts makin' moves that's
alike
Black 24 track EQ the fuckin' bump
You stare too long and your ass
will get jumped
Chump smack you with my elbow
Watch the el flow takin'
crews down to hell hole
Mak the dead become active, 40 ounce
so I could
pronounce every as it is
Right pass the light so I can spark it
But you
wanna puff? Bring on the chocolate bag
Your tail wag where the lighto
I
bust at your ass trying to shoplife my item (superbad)
Shame on you fuckin'
boo, but I don't sweat it I deep my cool
Pump yous a straight
maraclia
"With the diabolical sounds coming through your
speaker"

Talking:
Ha yeah that shit sound right word up yo Fash run
that shit!

Fashion aka Al Tariq:
My name is Fashion you want to cut
it short take the cool ass blast
And to the back and make it cool ass Fash
cause I be blastin'
Wettin' niggas up and shit
That pussy good so I'm a
be all up in it, fuckin' it
I dive in sluts on the reg
Got one for your
head punk even if your lead cause I'm cool
And you can be cool if you
tried
Just hate it when them dumb motherfuckers act fly
Well I went down
pulled nut my fuckin' jamma
But shit started gettin' thick so I had to cock
the hammer
Like Boow! There you go on the floor
Now you can't fuck around
with these nuts no more
See niggas fakin' just hangin' with the funk
But
in old eyed junk can always swant with the funk
Check it, trunks get popped
in the nick of time
SO you suckers back off cause you can't fuck with
mine

Hook:
"Yo we the Nuts that make you sream nuts"
"With the
diabolical sound comin' through your speaker"
"When you need the funk in
your trunk bump the Nuts"
"With the diabolical sound comin' through your
speaker"

JuJu:
Yo I"m comin' out my face like a mad scar
I'm all
about the money the bitches and drive around in a bad car
Cause I ain't
takin' no shorts I play for keeps
I stay strapped cause I ain't got no time
to roll deep
Roughed and raw kid my heart pumps acid
Through my veins
watch your brains get blasted, What?
I came to freak the funk on the real
tip
The junkyard niggas like still I don't feel shit
And all the hoes out
here just be frontin'
So I proceed to hold my own and maintain
And get
mines those that try to front can catch pain
You know my style so prepare
for the slaughter
Your shit is underground my shit is underwater
Cause I
was crazy yo even before I started rappin'
And I'm a pull your card if you
think it can't happen