Y'all Fucked Up Now Lyrics - The Lox

Yeah 

Two guns up motherfucker 

Uh huh 

Yeah 

Niggaz runnin around yappin with dicks in they mouth 

My Niggaz 

Shit is serious L.O.X. 

Couldn't even put three niggaz togehther and come up 

With this combination (faggot) 

Shit is fo' real 

Yo 

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(Styles) 

I pack a 4 5 

Puff a blunt and get high 

Don't give a fuck if I die cuz my son is alive 

I grew up doing dumb shit that made me wise 

Could of died ten times 

That made me live 

Sell my soul 

Not for no cars and gold 

I been through it cuz my scars is old 

Remember the time 

I used to puff dimes 

And think the law was cold 

Back then when my mom played my father's role 

Now I'm a man 

Runnin with a gun in the vest 

It feel good with my son on my chest 

I wanna quit 

But I'm one of the best 

Fuck around I might run to the west 

Lay low and get blunted to death 

Niggaz is wack 

I can't say it plainer than that 

Dog you shine in the front but it rain in the back 

Fuck the middle 

Cuz the middle do alot and a little 

Stuck in between but y'all niggaz won't see the riddle 

Settle for less 

A general but don't meddle my chest 

Die for my niggas nevertheless 

Can't find a nigga better than this 

Kiss and the Louch 

Every man ahead of the group 

Regretting the coup 

Y'all niggas want the red in my boots 

Hole in my shirt 

Twist a nigga wig and leave me dead in the dirt 

I see the rollie not move but the shit still work 

Motherfucker that'll make you a jerk 

Cocksucker 

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CHORUS: 

Ay yo what y'all gon do now 

Y'all fucked up now 

Niggas 

How deep is your crew now 

Y'all fucked up now 

Don't make us heat you down (you know what I'm sayin? diego?) 

Y'all fucked up now (This aint no fuckin joke niggas is hungry) 

We the nicest niggas around (Fuck is wrong) 

Y'all fucked up now (yeah yeah ay yo ay yo ay yo) 

(Sheek) 

I pay off blue suits thats Sucio 

And I put drugs in my girl koochie yo 

A bad bitch that kill 

So when you put the dogs on her you smell Massengill Summer's Eve 

Puttin drugs in coffee hip to the D's 

I play smarter 

That's why my flights now be charter 

Ten seater 

What you know about a Porsche at a meter 

Next to koochie freak those 

Tickets keep those 

And you can mail to my postbox down in Melrose 

I aint the nigga that you see 

Posted on cop walls 

I'm that eighteen and up 

Mamis on my balls 

Y'all can't figure the great one 

Sheek be Jason 

Not cops 

But that legendary nigga my pops 

I bust shots like bums at a bar but far 

>From a lush 

Everything about this cat be plush 

And I'm quick to do dirt since I'm through your shirt 

Like nothing 

Lift a arm I hit those under your wing 

Yo why you following this cat 

Hey he about to get pushed back 

You could poke your chest out in the street 

That's cool 

But in a bing this fool 

Was like Louis Rich meat 

We don't run from y'all 

We scatter for guns on y'all 

What you know about two 380's inside a basketball 

And when it's beef 

Store on his side with burners on Coronas 

We the best that ever did it 

If you need us telephone us 

What the fuck nigga 

CHORUS 

(Jadakiss) 

Yo 

A nigga wanna go to war with Kiss 

Find him a ditch 

Old school niggas tell me I remind of rich 

Cuz I take the kids shopping and send em on bus trips 

Hoppin out a rough six 

With sweats and scuffed kicks 

I supply all the dealers and tell em to stuff nix 

I done signed every autograph and took every flick 

I'm quite sure that I coulda hit 

Every chick 

But I didn't ones that I did gave em heavy dick 

All day 

The LOX flow hotter than broadway 

Election time tryin na cop blow in the hallway 

And their aint enough plates for y'all to eat with me 

Stingy nigga but I share my slugs equally 

I put half where your waist at 

And half where your face at 

Yo we in from a new spot let somebody taste that 

From your street rappin's only one of my plans 

I got dirty south niggas payin a hundred a gram 

And I could care less how much you shift the scan 

However you get it you supposed to hit your man 

But we don't hold the grudges 

We control the budgets 

And do whatever the fuck we wanna do nigga fuck it 

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