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No Way (feat. Numskul
Yukmouth
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Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Niggas ride Escalades, but live with they moms
They go broke tryin' to compete with the don
Nigga, freeze up your arms
Every year I come new piece and a charm
Every summer come new feet in the car
Chronic weed in the jar
I beat the odds, defeat your squad
Creep with your pride when I rap, a nigga speak to the gods
And I skywalk on clouds, wipe my feet on the stars
The moons and quasars
Yukmouth is greater than you haters
Three-story mansion with the elevator, hater
Step out the Navigator with them Jordan Gators, hater
I slap you with my spacebar, ya' later, hater
I break y'all, send you to your maker, hater
Stop playin' games, y'all, like 8-ball
I'm heavy in the game, I fade y'all
I bump heads with dogs, bitin' scrape paws
I crack bones and break jaws
I bust slugs in your face, dog, corner pocket the 8-ball
Game over, fuck the Rover, I ride the CL5
Spreewheel tires, my pockets swell size
I tell guys I sell pies
Shells fly, rappers feel rye
You niggas tell lies
About the car they drive, they ice they rock
You buy keys from Dominicans, supply the block, stop
It ain't no Dominicans on the West
Niggas like you get fried for your Benjamins on the set
You gets no respect, slapped with a TEC
Run off the spot, ghetto pass revoked, you never sold rocks
On dope spots, you just a storyteller
Old Yella, Cinderella, Goodfella writin'-ass nigga
Wanna be Mobb Deep bitin'-ass nigga
You crossed Yuk one time, that's your ass, nigga
Bitch-ass nigga, 'cause I'm the last nigga
You wanna fuck with, so up your cash, nigga
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
We got one super classic and fifty ghetto anthems
You might be too young, so let me break it down, grandson
In '92, we sold dope, supply and demand
And it was time, so we gave y'all "The Ice Cream Man"
But now, bought and sold in random spots
Stories told, never did trust a nigga
So we came with "That's A Rigga"
To me, niggas mad 'cause the verse is hot
So we beefin' with Too $hort on "Because Of That Hoo-rida"
We gettin' major love from the hoes, though
Because we told 'em from the gate, broke hoes is a no-no
Hatin' done started, 'cause they know where I'm from
So I might need you for rescue, 911
We had hoes lovin' trains like they needed to be
That's why we talked about they ass on "She's Just A Freak"
I got some killers on the payroll, and they know
When it's time to handle business, nigga, lay low
But now shit gettin' deep, so I go to the proper
Management, get the dirty 30s, time to chop 'em
I can't speak to a sucka nigga comin' in codes
Fuck a street, I'm followin' the yellow brick road
While I'm at the liquor store, buyin' Henn' and Alizรฉ
Yuk is on the block, smokin' twenty blunts a day
And I stay on the streets, 'cause I love mine
Niggas, and we all gotta bubble, 'cause I'm tired of seein' thugs die
I'm all about money, so I rubber band my dough
And when niggas come around, they gotta handcuff they hoes
'Cause to me, bein' real is the ultimate outcome
I'll see you in six months on the next Num album
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk and Num, no way
Y'all can't fuck with Yuk
Y'all can't fuck with Num
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