can touch but you can't hold It's an even split Between zip and the number on your ticket Nothing to brag about dragging in the dirt I'm a nasty piece
in an ambulance Where's all the Hooligans? The nasty music fans Lets see ya break some bits and Make this pit a Zoo again Where's all the Hooligans? The nasty
arts is crafty darts While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty My wallos I
in his nose ya scared I'ma put this bone in your hoes but I don't wanna, I've been to cona from the cavebitch with the nasty persona hit me with the
from the jump and You was nothin Bet ya thought ya fuckin clan had ya fuckin back but they was frontin Smokin dirt blunts and fuckin nasty stunts and
you up from the beginning the sin in me had Love for you shed blood for you when you wanted to dig I dug for you nigga, But you a double crosser nasty
you can find me on the street with the work Never slip - I empty half a clip deep in your shirt And put your whole clique deep in the dirt Smell me? [
: [George Clinton] This is the story.. of pro-zen-xanthrapus Pro-zen-ganthrapus.. Funky monkey.. nasty monkey.. gangster monkey.. [Redman] Yo yo, yo
grizzound y'all Who that is with the feet in the dirt? Let it hang out like a big t-shirt That's Ricky Reed! Like you stepped in something nasty, all
(George Clinton) This is the story of pro-zen-xanthrapus Pro-zen-xanthrapus Funky monkey, nasty monkey, gangster monkey (Redman) Yo yo, yo, yo Watch
Thatz deep. Yeah. That right. There ain't nothing like a bitch Ain't nothing like a mother fucking, BITCH You, nasty, once a month bleeding mother fucking nasty
correct licks to collect chips And if I leave her, no question I'm destined to hurt And she's the reason half of the homies are restin in dirt It's Crooked
up twice wood strip got gold, leten em boys know Ima hop out with the crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss,
my arts is crafty darts While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty My wallos
whole scene and whatever's goin' on around me Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin' rowdy Ready to wet the party up and whoever in that motherfucker Nasty
up booked you up from the beginning the sin in me had Love for you shed blood for you when you wanted to dig I dug for you nigga but you a double crosser nasty
Most get astounded by surrounded sound effects in the back Adidas shoe, phat laces, packin' budge in his jacket Head nappy, black and nasty, but he nasty