Heltah Skeltah - I Ain't Havin' That Lyrics
Starang: they dont like usRock: word upStarang: they dont like usRock: they aint gotta like us ***** them son[starang]Starang, forever like wu-tang, my crew brings dramaHangin your ass upside-down by ya shoe stringsSmoke tell em how we doin thisStop the whole shit just to big up my newness(now by all means) I do a show in new orleansAnd get wit bout it bout it mystikal (starang we been missin you)Last year atl we almost got physicalI cant talk now read about it in the interview(while yall up in d&d) I caught two and three stitchesI was still gettin *****es in the tunnel takin picturesIn the mazda listenin to kris i got nextI wanted hot sex so I ran and got the lex (aiyyo)[rock]Aiyyo shit goes downTime to throw down show up this a showdownSo down low now Im low downHold down the fort now wit a fo poundBlow down ya whole town first go roundYo smilell quickly be switched ***** and youll frownWhen I dig in ya pockets and take all the dope outLay ya gold out now and dont pronounce one wordShut the ***** up probably cryin hold downTired of punk asses takin shit for a jokeNow watch youll pounce gat pointed at yo door (pow)Act like you know nowWe could be so foul shake your hand run up in ya ***** no doubtChorus:I aint havin that - 4xShit yo game be asses I got two passes to the bajaAh ha then turn into night we *****Yo cars superthug privelageI aint got to brag because I did itRun before the rap when I was scrappinOn these mother*****in mean streets of brownsville gun clappinI aint got to front I make it happenStrictly snappin necks, strictly macs and techsHead all night overdeuce deuce the feds[rock]Yo matter fact heres a list of some of the shit I aint havinFirst of all there wont be no more talkin out yo ass manI aint havin no back stabbin I aint havin shitRun yo mouth you get smacked in it (why) why? why?Why ask why say goodbye to mister nice guy say hi to the bad guyFour horsemen head the magnum force man rip you get lit the ***** up (speeed)Like a spliff of human torch man this shit scorchinDo the research your feet hurt from half-steppinBitin my shit a make your teeth hurtWord is bond - jovi b you wildinMy dick dont stay out my high stop ridin (my diiick)Son niggaz tryin ta beat me in the head wit gats ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)Run up in the piece think you gone dead that ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)U.s. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)We could take it ol school at 3 meet me in the back ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)[ruck]Yo, yo.. where ya at?To all my peoples henessey passed offGive a toast to my whole mfcWhile you clowns waitin ruck is shakin the foundationWit some groundbreakin shit thatll leave the town thinkingWhen I ***** back my pistol drop back and whistleFor my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dudeWe miss you stick a niggas roll and his fool cliqueI gotta full clip for you and all of ya bull shhhh[doc holiday]U.s. marshall and your little wittle when left is caught up on my pillowEat a dick between 2 slices of bread you *****in fagMfc keep it cookin (keep it cookin)We emerge wit the blue print to plan my escape from central brooklynRock pick the lock ruck bust the sha shaKeep with the blast cc4 to blow the door (now we blow the spot)Armed and dedicated semi under rated ***** it to me dated by a wip assYou niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak massDoin the macarana over 2 pounds of hash(we aint havin that)I aint havin that - 5x[ruck]You dont got no wins in mi casaMy shits proper you still suckin my kielbasaFrom hilshire I still fire from helicoptersWatch the birdie I heard him tell the tale to the coppersClock ya comin from the precinct singin operasMet you at ya crib from the blind side I dropped yaKnocked ya, teeth out ya mouth when I popped yaSent you upstate to get a gun from ya poppaYo live niggaz on the wall write that smoke crack ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)Yo ya smack me and I smack you back ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)Yall niggaz think yall gone come around here flashin track ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)And if you niggaz owe me dough besta get my trap ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)[starang]Son you know they cant stand meCuz my crew pack heat like miamiRan for these rappaz outside of the grammysThey be killin me how they willingly be grillin meCuz they shorty wop just be feelin meCould it be, my name, or my big gold chainNow when we in the airport on our way to soul trainI got niggaz on the west coast (west siiiide)That meet me at the airport carryin weed in they trenchcoatsIn business class eatin french toast and coffeeTell the stewartess to back up off me we on yallWarned ya, but yall still couldnt wait for the all-time greatWilliam h. word upAnd if ya call and Im not home then you can call me back ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)You just cant smoke if you aint put in for the sack ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)Son dont ***** her raw heres a jimmy hat ***** that(I aint havin that, I aint havin that)Heres a tic-tac your breath smell like ass crack ***** that (wooooo)Starang:And when you know, that when your mfc, your mfc for life98 shit, willam h. duren, doc holiday
