Warcloud

(feat. Black Knights, Kurupt, S. Man)
[Intro: Kurupt]
All you despicable bitches
Its Kurupt Young Gotti, man
And I got somethin to say to all you
Despicable, bitches, Black Knights
What yall think about them hoes?
What yall got to say about all these hoes?
Bitch, Kurupt Young Gotti, Black Knights
[Chorus: all (Kurupt)]
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Bitch, make me rich)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Bitch, you bitch, you bitch)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Yeah bitch, wont you make me rich?)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Yeah, yeah, bitch, bitch)
[Crisis:]
Could it be, Im pissy drunk wit Monk, comin home at sunrise
Wit a reputation of fuckin hoes the first night
Plus ya first page came at 12:35
Never returned a call, so duplicate bout 30 times
So now you talkin loud, actin wild, showin out
Hoppin all in my face, talkin bout its goin down
You got the game fucked up, you better slow it down
Or catch an open palm, you better get it calm
I dont know what you been smokin or sippin on
That got you trippin on, a nigga, but you flippin on
A nigga at the wrong time, cuz I aint on one, Im on nine
Shots of Henny straight, no rocks, look I know its your spot
But I aint in no mood for attitude, bitch, wheres ya gratitude?
[Doc Doom:]
Trick, Im tired of you always flippin the script
Every time a nigga out, you think Im trickin my dick?
I kick ya ass if catch you keyin my whip
Trick, Im not of the niggas that you used to fuck wit
Like the nigga Reese you burned wit a pot of hot grease
While he was sleep, you would of been dead if that was me
Thats on the Black Knights Gang, it aint a small time thang
I got a wife at the tilt, you just my part time game
[Chorus: all (Kurupt)]
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Yeah bitch, bitch, make me rich)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Im quick to tell a bitch to eat up a dick)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Ill slap the shit outta goofy ass bitch)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(A goofy, stupid, groupie, bitch)
[Monk:]
It gotta be, she always stirrin up an attitude for nothin
Frontin like she mad and shit, on some stupid shit
I hear the hot shit, pump ya brakes, Im not in the mood
Relax bitch, you trippin, losin ya cool
For the price of an argument, to fuck up my high
Fuck up my day, it aint goin down that way
Cuz somethings gon make me smack yo ass (bitch!)
Mad cuz our splashed dont trick cash
Dont give a fuck, roll wit my niggas, Bar Mitzvah slut
Phones stay off the hook, now ya ass is fed up
Disrespect my click like we dont keep it crunk
Stay in ya place and keep ya ass outta my shoes
Hit the road bitch, if you cant follow the rules, so what you choose?
[Crisis:]
It might be the P.M.S., it might be the alcohol
It might be the fact that the Black Knights about to ball
[All (Kurupt):]
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Bitch, bitch, make me rich)
[Monk:]
It could be the naggin, it could be the braggin
It could be the fact she hatin, cuz the nights splashin
[All (Kurupt):]
Somethings gon make smack this bitch
(There bitch, you gots to skitz kadaf, it)
[Doc Doom:]
You short on chips, runnin her lips
Dont wanna share the pussy wit the rest of the click, but
[All (Kurupt):]
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Yeah I know that bitch, that bitch aint shit)
[S. Man:]
I fuck hoes for the squirtin any season
African, Korean, European, Polynesian
No further reason to lessen my capacity
From the scrotum, cuz the nut gush it gradually
Im S-man, tastefully delicious
Spittin my game, gracefully, the bitches
I meant to step, the ladies pimp, the Don Peter
380, concealin Gnac, pussy beater
Bitch bring a heater if its cold outside (bi-atch!)
You better walk if I want at to ride (bi-atch!)
Fly like a bird if you wanna be free
Cuz I hate hoes, and hoes hate me
Lately, Ive been watchin you, watchin me
Aint no stoppin me, from gettin this pussy for free
Cuz pussys made to be poked, dont be afraid of the stroke
[Warcloud:]
Now Im big Warcloud from the L.A. streets
Swing a timepiece, last name: Concrete
I crack a crystal coconut, cruisin wit a silly bitch
Smellin like cigarette, high, we drove by
Apple martinis and tic tac, forget that
Shes wearin so much make-up, if I slap her, her face will shatter
Riffraff fiddle sticks, Huck Finn the lawyer
I make her paint the fence like her name was Tom Sawyer
Dirty, beggy Thatcher, Im great like Joe DiMaggio
I used to write books by a soda pop and the Cosby Show
I push a girl down real hard and watch him laugh
His smile so twisted the world will feel the draft
Young, and the Rocky just shootin at tin cans
Goofy bitch said something that made me mad (bitch!)
Gray jackrabbit, black boxing gloves, so love
I smack you like a toucan, swattin a turtle dove (goofy bitch)
[Chorus: All (Kurupt)]
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Yeah, Imma end up puttin somethin in this bitch right here)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Oh man you see that bitch over there)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Say bitch, dont you owe me some bread)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Yeah, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, give me some head)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(I aint got money for you, nigga)
Somethings gon make me smack this bitch
(Bitch, shut up, shut up, bitch)
[Outro: Kurupt]
I know you bitch, you aint nothin, aint never been nothin
If you was a quarter, bitch, you already broken down to a penny
You bitch, yeah, yeah, now go out there and get by bread
For I slap the wig off of ya
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