Heltah Skeltah - Chicka Woo Lyrics
[ruck]***** you *****, word upIt aint all about you, huh?Trying to make shit happen, ***** youAiyyo we fight every night, now thats not kosherI reminisce with bliss, before eshkoshkahWe was closer, later on you was supposed taBe the one that I stayed with but it seemed that you played tricksEvery day it get worse, than the day beforeMaybe youre, actin too, immatureInsecure, plus Im lookin for the cureKeep flippin like you do Im lookin at the door..Ahh, mother***** youPlayin, youknowhatimsayin?The ***** I look like huh?One of these ***** ass niggaz in the street huh?You dealin with a nigga who, can say what he meansAnd mean what he sayWhen I say Im lookin at the door ***** Im obviousStraight up and downThe ***** I look like to you huh what?And when you wit your friends I slide to the sideUntil the spotlight is mine, and always rep God cipher divineWhen i, did the knowledge all my wisdom it cameTo an understanding that you underhanded and lameI should play some stuck-up rapper roleAnd get foul everytime you lose controlBut thats not my order of operationBustin nuts in ya, startin our own populationBut now you aint actin the way that you used taB so I cant c you in my futureAnd I dont think that I can take it anymoreYall know the rest.. the four-four[mike stewart]If the lovin aint rightYoure not home, late at nightAll we ever do is fightTheres a reason I should breezeIf the lovin aint goodAnd I never thought you couldEver treat me like you shouldThats a reason I should breeze***** is the deal, huh?You know what Im workin with, I gotta tie my shit to my knee*****, my shit aint good, what?The ***** is you doin, punk ass *****?My friends always tell me Im lucky to stayDipped with the flyest chick from the b.k.But all the games you play make a nigga wanna spraySo every night to the most high a nigga prayThat me and my shorty make it to another dayIf not ***** it ruckus it wasnt meant to go that wayBut hey I cant front it was good while it lastedUntil I asked her some old stupid hood rat shitSome left field shit that a nigga cant callBut all in all, I had a ballI guess its better to have loved, and to have lostThan to never have love at all[mike stewart]If the lovin aint rightYoure not home, late at nightAll we ever do is fightTheres a reason I should breezeIf the lovin aint goodAnd I never thought you couldEver treat me like you shouldThats a reason I should breezeYouse a *****in miserable *****Man thats my word is bond you always want me around the shitMisery love company man but you know what?Im gettin the ***** up on out of here, ba-by, bet thatI aint gonna deal with that bullshit no more huh?Bout to make mad moves with my dogs man*****in heltah skeltah me and rock yaknahmean?Mother*****in my brother illa-noyz, man ***** you word upPlus I got mother*****in ? , knahmean?Mother*****in uhh, mike stewSingin what he singin, doin what he doin[mike stewart]If the lovin aint rightYoure not home, late at nightAll we ever do is fightTheres a reason I should breezeIf the lovin aint goodAnd I never thought you couldEver treat me like you shouldThats a reason I should breeze...(repeat both stanzas to end)
