Lyrics D12 – Rap Guys
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This guy is crazy
This guy is a weirdo
Outsidaz, what you wanna do
This is the gang im in
Lord have mercy for any rapper that showed up
First it was Oklahoma now its your house im blowin up
Cuz im quick to butt fuck yo moms
And fuck a nine Bizarre’s shootin nuclear bombs
Think about it before you diss me on a track
I hang with niggas that just got out and ready to go back
Bizarre making wack crews fold
Me and Bill Clinton wanna bust in hoes that only 14 years old (shes young)
Doin drive by’s in fuckin pink caddies
Tie you up and beat you worse the L L Cool J’s daddy
This is a crime that even Mc Gruff couldnt solve
Chew dog and its not you niggas is what leavin in __
You don fucked around and gotta get a fix
Ya’ll niggas in trouble cuz I done fucked around and hit a six
Who the fuck is ya’ll wack niggas ignoring
Put me in a room full of murderers they be dead by the mornin
2x
Rap guys — liten to me
Listen to me rap guys
Diss Bizarre you die
We can do this like men
Or talk it out real right
Or do it my way and drive by later on tonite
Break in your house hang your sister by her shirt
Bury her in the dirt, wait for you moms to get home from work
Niggas writin me letters say «I know what you did last summer»
One rapper tested me and though I was a punk
And i aint seen his body since I threw it out of my trunk
Fuck around and throw your ass in the lake
And never be found like my high school prom date
Bizarre stick ill, shoot vein in my fathers vein
And watch a nigga die like Sugar Hill
I’m sicker the a transvestite gettin fucked by a paraplegic
I say dumb shit when im weeded
Your girl sucked me, bitch you better duck me
Or fuck around end up room mates with Mike Hutley
3x
Rap guys — liten to me
Listen to me, rap guys
Diss Bizarre you die
I be watchin shows from here to Chi town
Tell your boys this his last day im shuttin this block down
Im the type a guy come to your stage show and BOO you
Tell you you can use my sample
And two weeks later i’ll screw you
Diss me on your stage show
Diss my while you high
But aint no garauntee youll make it out this bitch fuckin alive
I got weed and drinks and some fuckin slut
Fuck her in the butt, burn her back with hot cigarette butts
Quick to throw the fuckin nine up
My crew gets more dirty looks then Queen Latifa in a police line up
Dont wind up like your boy name Romer
Have your parents wondering when your ass is comin out this coma
Smell the aroma when my crew hits the stage
Somebody stop this machine in a rage
Fuck your girl disrespect her then i teck her
Bizarre 98 bitch federation records
2x
Rap guys — liten to me
Listen to me rap guys
Diss Bizarre you die