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Uptown Anthem
Naughty By Bature
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Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff
But there's still no mountain high enough, or wide enough to touch
The naughty nappy, nasty nigga, the nasty trashy hoe, happy, pappy
That's happy to be nappi
Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks
And groups and troops with Timbo boots and jail suits
That's how I'm rollin' my hair-do don't
Win I will, I got wantin' competition ain't dope
Beat ya, break ya, broke ya, smoke ya, take ya
Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later
You wanna flip, tell 'em full semi-half with a dip
And all that other Ringling brother's shit
Sporty naughty, hi, bye, greater than nature while I-
Shin slam the film, flim and then jam
You can run but you can't hide, you can't go far
No matter where you go, there you are
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
Here we go yo
Hit a nigga, kill a nigga, will come back
See a sucker, stretch a sucker, guard your naps
Cussin' wasn't nothin', 'til a black man rapped
See a forty suck a forty guess who's back
You're chillin' with a Teddy, fillin' villian
Steppin' to the puny puddy punks, catchin' fillings
I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I'm the bread and butter
Punk motherfucker, I'll cut up, workin' from the gut up
Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy'
Ready for the piddy-peddy, I'm Friddie-Freddie
Place your bet on a vet, the three-man threat
What you see is what you get
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
Comin 'round your corner with my uptown bunch
I bet your bottom dollar that you're bottom-buck chumps
Give it up, it's a juice thing I'm steppin' for the rep and
Wreckin all the rest and, weapon testin' on who's steppin'
Ain't no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff
Nigga, if you're tough knuckle up (we gonna-)
I'll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash
After I laugh then I'll dash
You can't handle the scandal of an uptown vandal
Shootin up your toes makin' sandals
Somebody told me that you owe me, but can't nobody hold me
I do my dirt all by my lonely
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna break, we gonna bash
We gonna roll, we gonna smash
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna
We gonna, we gonna
We gonna, we gonna
We gonna, we gonna
We gonna, we gonna