|  | Grand Puba lyrics 
 Spazz Out 2 lyrics
 [Hook]
 This is for my niggas on the block, yo spazz out
 Everybody in the spot, yo spazz out!
 You feminist cause it's hot you wanna spazz out!
 Just wild out to this cause we don't give a fuck
 My thugs doin' biz, yo spazz out
 Them young niggas on the strip just spazz out
 You on ya own, you wanna live just spazz out
 Then just wild out to this cause we don't give a fuck
 
 [Verse 1]
 We rappers, we chrome witty type
 This to my niggas blaze a fifty light
 What and get cha' high on
 Ya shit is on dubs nigga, shit get cha' ride on
 We gon' spazz out, get drunk to this
 From the top y'all know y'all can't fuck with this
 The R-E double S with the Grand Puba
 Picture us stackin' down, shit we came too far
 We done paid our dues, still in the game
 Why these niggas actin' like they can't feel the pain
 My thoughts is deep, Suburban slang up with heat
 Talk is cheap, just show me money, them big faces
 Been down since RUN-DMC with big laces
 Tapes, diamond nigga we bout to hit that
 Hit it at the club all y'all hoes gon' bizack
 Big exec checks, bitch nothin' less
 And I pull on the strip with Jets, Harley nigga
 
 [Hook]
 
 [Verse 2]
 I'm a street nigga, load up my heat with hollow tips
 Acknowledge this, go against the grain and feel stiff rain
 We big stings, stackin' our safes to capacity
 Force tragedies, a thug mentality
 Test my heart pumps blood
 We can throw slugs or shoot the fifth, call me
 I'm all for it, I don't care bounce ya fair or where ya from
 We can act dumb and leave niggas backs numb
 I wanna eat on some legal and shit
 But I was born on some evil shit
 Ridin' ways, my childhood is far from forgotten days
 See moms locked away, that's why I hate cops today
 So I cop the yay, lock the block, pumpin' trays
 If I reach and shoot, believe that niggas lay
 But I went through my trigger phase
 Now I want a bigger case
 Fuck dippin' jakes now we sittin' great
 
 [Hook]
 
 [Verse 3]
 Yo, it's a shame how these bitches wanna know if I'm holdin' a knot
 Haters on the block, gassin' us from holdin' a glock
 And I'm looney too, Big K big way
 My mental states I been through breakdown airway
 Bottles or rat, nigga straight sleep with the fishes
 My team is vicious, holla at the baddest bitches
 Know what I got, hit the crib hot cold to rock
 Steamin' off the top then my soldiers box
 Flip the score, plot ways to hustle on tours
 See these hit the pipe, fuck up they jaw
 I'm livin' ya rap, hot weight I'm triplin' that
 Pack 22s, come on y'all I'm fuckin' with macks
 Laid back, spazz like I did five flat
 I'm in the biz, stressed blowin' bogies back-to-back
 Ya know the click, Harley ya know he spit
 Know we sick, one of the connected click yeah
 
 [Hook]
 
 
 Other  Grand Puba  lyrics:
 
 Check Tha Resume lyrics
 360 Degrees (What Goes Around) lyrics
 That's How We Move It lyrics
 Check It Out lyrics
 Big Kids Don't Play lyrics
 Honey Don't Front lyrics
 Lickshot lyrics
 Ya Know How It Goes lyrics
 Reel To Reel lyrics
 Soul Controller lyrics
 Proper Education lyrics
 Back It Up lyrics
 Baby What's Your Name? lyrics
 Who Makes The Loot? (Bonus Track) lyrics
 Very Special lyrics
 I Like It (I Wanna Be Where You Are) lyrics
 A Little Of This lyrics
 Keep On lyrics
 Back Stabbers lyrics
 2000 lyrics
 Amazing lyrics
 Don't Waste My Time lyrics
 Play It Cool lyrics
 Playin The Game lyrics
 Change Gonna Come lyrics
 Grand Pu lyrics
 All Day lyrics
 Issues lyrics
 What U Gonna Do For Me lyrics
 Don't Lie To Me lyrics
 What's Up Wit It lyrics
 Dreams lyrics
 Understand This lyrics
 Baby Mama Drama lyrics
 Up And Down lyrics
 What U Want lyrics
 Keep It Movin' lyrics
 How Many More lyrics
 
 
 
 |  |