Nutty Niggaz Lyrics - Dayton Family

Nutty nigga Shoestring havin' problems 

Doctors on my dick, but none of them hoes can help me solve 'em 

I used to be on corners with niggas pushin' dope sacks 

Now I'm in the bathroom finding my nose in the Pereaubian packs 

My brothers on his feet, plus he fronted me an O-Z 

Stuck his ass up, popped him in his chest and took his key 

Prices of the asses of the hoes are my opponent 

I gun you bitches down and now yo' niggas run and want it 

But I'm packin' something fo' you hoes in America 

Demon's in my body and he's tellin' me to bury ya 

Kickin' niggas doors in 

Makin' niggas panic 

Psycho ass get beat with a stick, I'm a schizophrenic 

Is this shit real? Or is a nigga dreamin'? 

When I fall asleep I find myself fighting a demon 

I said 

Is this shit real? Or is a nigga dreamin'? 

When I fall asleep I find myself fightin a demon 

So! 

Heres a little story how it goes 

Razor blade and mirror 

Hit the flake and then I'm froze 

So yo, I got that beef and I'm a gangsta' so come get you some 

I hit the Pereaubian flake and now my nose in numb 

Here comes some punks 

They took my blow, thats when I popped them hoes 

Cut off they nose, and took a shit 

And play games with they toes 

You piss me off, I know my shit and scream assassination 

Now my prescriptions feelin fair, I keep my medication 

Walked in the health department and said, this is a fuckin' raid! 

Blue Cross please POW! (gun shot) Bitch that is my medicade 

See I'm a psychopath, annoyed is how this niggas feelin' 

I popped the doctor, took his keys, and grabbed his penicillin 

See I'm a addict takin' drugs, that give me quite a thrill 

Diana Ross and lady's sing the blues got me poppin' pills 

But it get worse, the devil got me under a spell 

I'm not a angel I'm a flame comin' straight from hell 

You say I'm not real hittin' up, now how the fuck do you figga? 

Now, you don't understand, I'm too deadly to be took out nigga 

Sittin' up in my crib feelin' bored 

Can't go outside and increase my loot 

'Cause it's a motherfuckin' thunder storm 

Peoples being killed by the fuckin' tornado 

But I didn't run, I'm sittin there loot is at my table 

Houses bein' swept up! 

Churches bein' crushed in! 

Hearin' babies screams as they chests is bein' mushed in! 

Everybodys dead, and thats the end of the tornado 

Only thing left is Shoestring, his loot and his table 

Lunitic, maniac, plus myhands on the fuckin' trigga 

Heeney you 

Heeney who? 

Heeney Dog is a nutty nigga! 

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Nutty Nutty Niggas 

Nutty Nutty 

Nutty Niggas 

Cocaine and Mescaline 

Robbin' houses on halloween 

I'm a crook with a 44 

Chasing masks, I'm a killin' fiend 

Blood and that ready water makes me fiend for another vic 

So I went to the 50 acres to find me a victim to trick 

Victim was spotted, realizin' the spot was hot 

I bust 3 shots, Left him bleedin' in Meyers parkin' lot 

Cocaine makes my nose numb 

So I wanna jack us some 

Got 2 razor blades 

Stinky pants and my hand gun 

Now on my front doe' 

On a mission to get my blow 

I can oot a key, 

But knowin' me I'ma still want some mo' 

Called up my brother Eric 

Yo T, they said lets win it 

'Cause they knew a soft house 

With some hoe niggas workin' in it 

Since my name's I-R-A 

I thought of the get-away 

We walk through the door 

I shoot the workers, you niggas get the yay 

It was a Saturday night 

The Jack didn't flow right 

I'm mad and were bustin' like balloons in a water fight 

Had to blast 3 hoes 

Blood on my fuckin' clothes 

Nose done froze 

'Cause we got away with four O's 

Now at a house party, they're staring at this fuckin' crook 

My little brotha E said, "Fuck it let them bitches look" 

Casualties of war, "What the fuck you niggas starin' for?" 

We can take this bullshit out the basement through the fuckin' door 

Them hoes was 20 deep 

But still we weren't comin' weak 

Me, E and Young T 

Yo bitches we never sleep 

We came out bustin' and them bitches couldn't fade me 

Yo, what about yo friend? 

They had me thinkin' 'bout T.L.C 

Ira's a killa and sniper 

Protected by Viper 

My two year old son walks around with O's in his fuckin' diaper 

Grew up old fashioned, my grand-daddy taught me to kill 

High off that coco plant, now my body won't sit still 

Now I got this murder wrap 

For peelin' some bitches cap 

Locked in the penn both physically and mentally trapped 

Made a shank with a kitchen spoon 

Flash backs of my cousins boom 

Had to kill two fags fo' tryin' to stick me in the bathroom 

I'm crazy as fuck, when I'm pullin the fuckin' trigga 

Ira who? 

Ira you 

Ira Dorsey's a nutty nigga 

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