Cruddy Clique Naughty By Nature

[Verse 1]
You real worried of the flurries, scared as shit of gettin' hit
You'd think a wall fell out ya ass the way you keep shittin' bricks
I revolve around a blow, ya be in slow to a quick right
From what ya girl’s squeezed, could match ya age out ya dick size
From now, some how, comes now, street sound
You'll see me toll-free dial 1-800 with a beat down
A loss ya can’t afford to take, stand alone now
I’m the man that come to spank ya ass in your own hometown
Watch me heat ya up and eat ya quick, ya popped Pop-Tart
Flows to rise ya mind to make ya rhyme’s pour and stop-start
To hell with all who hates me
Straight up trouble, you wait, see
I’ma stick you on a cancel list with WHT
Ain't lovey-dovey, style is stubby, nobody’s hubby
Plus too fuckin’ cruddy to be buddies
And what about the kid they was bustin’ him and rushin’ him? "Hey, mane. Chu shoulda peaced with him. I never fuckin’ trusted him."

[Chorus]
Oh, you don’t know?
Boom! Bap! Smack! (And there it is!)
Oh, you don’t know?
Boom! Bap! Smack! (And there it is!)
Oh, you don’t know?
Boom! Bap! Smack! (And there it is!)
(-So there it is, so there it is..)