Grand Puba - Spazz Out 2 lyrics

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(feat. The Restless)

[Hook]

This is for my niggas on the block, yo spazz out

Everybody in the spot, yo spazz out!

You feminist cause it's hot you wanna spazz out!

Just wild out to this cause we don't give a fuck

My thugs doin' biz, yo spazz out

Them young niggas on the strip just spazz out

You on ya own, you wanna live just spazz out

Then just wild out to this cause we don't give a fuck

[Verse 1]

We rappers, we chrome witty type

This to my niggas blaze a fifty light

What and get cha' high on

Ya shit is on dubs nigga, shit get cha' ride on

We gon' spazz out, get drunk to this

From the top y'all know y'all can't fuck with this

The R-E double S with the Grand Puba

Picture us stackin' down, shit we came too far

We done paid our dues, still in the game

Why these niggas actin' like they can't feel the pain

My thoughts is deep, Suburban slang up with heat

Talk is cheap, just show me money, them big faces

Been down since RUN-DMC with big laces

Tapes, diamond nigga we bout to hit that

Hit it at the club all y'all hoes gon' bizack

Big exec checks, bitch nothin' less

And I pull on the strip with Jets, Harley nigga

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[Verse 2]

I'm a street nigga, load up my heat with hollow tips

Acknowledge this, go against the grain and feel stiff rain

We big stings, stackin' our safes to capacity

Force tragedies, a thug mentality

Test my heart pumps blood

We can throw slugs or shoot the fifth, call me

I'm all for it, I don't care bounce ya fair or where ya from

We can act dumb and leave niggas backs numb

I wanna eat on some legal and shit

But I was born on some evil shit

Ridin' ways, my childhood is far from forgotten days

See moms locked away, that's why I hate cops today

So I cop the yay, lock the block, pumpin' trays

If I reach and shoot, believe that niggas lay

But I went through my trigger phase

Now I want a bigger case

Fuck dippin' jakes now we sittin' great

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[Verse 3]

Yo, it's a shame how these bitches wanna know if I'm holdin' a knot

Haters on the block, gassin' us from holdin' a glock

And I'm looney too, Big K big way

My mental states I been through breakdown airway

Bottles or rat, nigga straight sleep with the fishes

My team is vicious, holla at the baddest bitches

Know what I got, hit the crib hot cold to rock

Steamin' off the top then my soldiers box

Flip the score, plot ways to hustle on tours

See these hit the pipe, fuck up they jaw

I'm livin' ya rap, hot weight I'm triplin' that

Pack 22s, come on y'all I'm fuckin' with macks

Laid back, spazz like I did five flat

I'm in the biz, stressed blowin' bogies back-to-back

Ya know the click, Harley ya know he spit

Know we sick, one of the connected click yeah

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