Never Gonna Bounce Songtext

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Never Gonna Bounce Songtext
what you what you gon dowhat you gon uhwhat you what you gon do nigga?what you what you want what you gon do niggaHERE I GO!!!HERE I GO!!!HERE I GO!!!HERE I GO!!!HERE I GO!!!I, know y'all niggaz ain't fuckin wit me cuz I cant fuck wit my damn selfHERE I GO!!!I, know y'all niggaz ain't fuckin wit me cuz I can't fuck wit my damn selfHERE I GO!!!DA MAN RIGHT CHEA!!!(da man right chea)Da ManDa Man Right Cheamister man right chea!HERE I GO!!!HERE I GO!!!y'all muthafukkaz betta get ready to rumble!!get in da line like a congaplastic like plumbinspicy like gumboY'ALL MUTHAFUKKAZ AINT READY!!!!hey to dem boyzget at dem bitches and cut dey assas sharp as a machettidope I dont, herbs I do,you bitches probably couldnt see me wit a birds eye viewooh,it's alive, finna make yo head spinstop walkin da one way to a fukkin dead endbitch ya yellow, coward-heartedgotta erase dem boysget da gas and he can goget this fukkin fire startedYo heart jump like a base line bumpyou bad enough to meet the alligator in the swampHERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!Da Man Right Chea!!I, know y'all niggaz aint fukkin wit me cuz i cant fukk wit my damn selfUh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh,What you muthafuckas know bout rappin?(what you muthafuckas know bout rappin?)Who Put you on the map?(who put you on the fuckin map?)I, know y'all niggaz aint fukkin wit me cuz I cant fukk wit my damn self(my damn self)HERE I GO!!DA MAN RIGHT CHEA!(somebody said that you wuz lookin for me!)HERE I GO!HERE I GO!Uh, Uh,Damn,(somebody said that you was lookin for me)Uh,(uh)Uh,all right(what you be doin, what you be doin?)Rhyme slayin,straight, suckaz Im slayinhoes Im layinniggaz can't barely standI got em layin and prayinthe man (....?....)ask them hoez, I aint playin wit emWanna get beef,I haveta turn my cheekcock back like like mad maxand knock out one of dem fuckin teethIm a mean, gene machinethe exocutioner, be appeased wit gillotinemy lifestyle is ruralI'll hit on ya poodleafter disaster, have ya sippin on chicken noodleget ya ass in gear and,gettin fucked while ya winninIm the shark in the dark, Bitch at night dont go swimmincuz if you do you doomed(...?...) I'll be da king of da looney toonssweatin and gaspin,Im a massive assasinAll this smashin and smashinkickin ass wit a passionmystikal's on a rolejus that cold(ice cold)Anotha nigga couldnt touch me wit a flagpolewanna fight Iron Mikebut ya too damn lightlike a knife,I'll rip ya from ya ass to ya appetitegangsta(...?...)Fuck a (?) I'm the foreign ministerdon't brag fastwanna battle? BRING A BODY BAG!!I'm gonna need it, to carry yo stupid assI observe, Time to serverhymes I heardlike words of King George IIII proceed, to misleadthe sweet hoes i cheatedDevour like its sour like Johnny AppleseedI intrude,Hoes call me rudeBitch I'm smooth,whatch ya fuckin attitudeblast from the pastcurse like I'm madI'm like a black caton the trail of a fat rat!You finna overdose and choke off these rhymes I wrote(somebody said that you wuz lookin for me!!)HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!HERE I GO!DA MAN RIGHT CHEA!!!Im comin straight for yo throat,like a coyote on a goatnobody know,you sweatin me like a hoebe no,you hoecannot find a antidotecuz when i start to floatmurder he wroteHuff puff and bluffcome touch this rough stuffand get cuffedsnuffed buffed and scuffedyou can't hit thisget with this no witnessI'm bad to da bone, I'll fuck you up with the quicknessI paid my duesI'm bad news to foolsI choose you losefuck you foolsI wreck Boo-Coo crewswit the words i useI'm bout to be feelin like ZZ hill cuz im screamin and screamin and singin the bluesyou be (...?...)I never bled in battle, I refuse to loseYou can bring ya whole posse, bitch I still wont loseI'll stomp ya whole staff,you must want a bloodbath,fuckin riff-raffbreak you in halfand laughthen snap and served youpractically killed you observe youthink about dem words you heardyou fuckin nerdyou tried to probably rob medodge mefuckin fightin makin money on my hobbyfreezin degreesrun em up, shut em up, buttered em upwhat u?pwanna fight? bitch, put em uphow dat sound?come get knocked downbolos I throw bitch you won't last no roundI bet let's seewhat we can fuck wit nextStep dat ass in the ring(ding)and I'mma jab it and jetCuz I am the baddest black prince of the southIf you run up, you'll get knocked the fuck out!!!pound for pound, blow for blowwe can gointo the ringAss whoopinHERE I GO!!!HERE I GO!!!HERE I GO!!!Da man right chea!