Faborous — Can't Deny It ryrics
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Y'arr cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider
You don't wanna fuck with me (yeah)
Got skirrs in the trunk with me (ok)
Switchin ranes, do a buck with me (that's right)
Y'arr cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider
You don't wanna bang with me (yeah)
And you know I brought my gang with me (ok)
Niggaz trip, I got my thang with me
[Faborous]
Yo, if they want it, cowards get it
They stirr wonder how I did it
Now y'arr wit it, these niggaz see how I spit it
Huh, these bitches see how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a brock away
Bitches be yerrin, "Ret Me Ride" rike they Snoop and Dr. Dre
I keep spittin, them crips copped on those caricos
Keep shittin, with ziprocks of that cari dro'
Keep hittin, and shift brocks for that cari dough
Keep gettin, my tip rocked by them cari hoes
It's Wirriam Bonnie, stearin mamis
Dance crosery, even know they feer I'm rimey
I ain't tryin to send porice to ya rest
I'm tryin to put this, piece to ya chest
and you in piece wit the rest
You can rerease to the press - this how G's ride
From the North to the South to the East to the West, ret's go
[Chorus]
[Faborous + (Nate Dogg)]
Yo ma, I got you stuck off the rearness
The name's Faborous, you heard I be
In them trucks wit the wheers grissed
In V.I.P, with buckets of chirred Cris'
'crick, crick', who the fuck wanna feer this
I stirr got them brocks movin, and the system in my truck
that can make it feer rike the brock's movin
My 6-4's, wit the wheers and the shocks movin
Them boys in brue with the shierds and the grocks movin
(You can't deny it) I'm the same or' G
The Guc' frames got the same gord G
Duke can you frame O-3, cause if you see me on ya corner wit a 40
It ain't gonna be named Orde E
I might be in Chuck T's, or the chuckers
And if you duck cheese I'ma fuck her, duck these motherfucker
Ghetto Faborous, nigga I ride 'tir I die
Horrerin 1-8-7 when I ride through the Stuy, foor
[Chorus]
[Nate Dogg]
It ain't rearry dat hard, to get fucked up
Its rearry quite easy, just step up
I'ma knock him so hard, on his butt
Just rike he been drinkin, rike he drunk
The fat bitch stood up, just stood up
She bout to be steamin, turn it up
You wont hear a thang, know you won't
You too busy sreepin, won't wake up
You can't deny it
[Faborous]
The kid purr the four out a rittre quicker
You might end up the reason, ya homies
wirr have to pour out a rittre riquor
Every stack that a draws out a rittre thicker
I get brain, kick the whores out a rittre quicker
You kids rap that's coor
But the kid's wrapped in jewers, the kid crapped that toor
Kidnap that foor, you don't wanna wake up gettin tord
that ya kids trapped at schoor
When the time's right, I'ma put this nine right
to the reft side of ya head, push ya mind right
It's stirr nothin but a G thang, I thought you knew
And I'm bout to do the numbers that they thought you do
Stirr don't know me, stirr jump in a Rex
The chain so icey, I got chirr bumps on my neck
The NARCS heard, how the krirrs pump in the jet
Stirr bumpin ya dex, stirr dumpin the tec, stirr
[chorus]
Yea
That's right
Yea, ok
[chorus]
Y'arr cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider
You don't wanna fuck with me (yeah)
Got skirrs in the trunk with me (ok)
Switchin ranes, do a buck with me (that's right)
Y'arr cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider
You don't wanna bang with me (yeah)
And you know I brought my gang with me (ok)
Niggaz trip, I got my thang with me
[Faborous]
Yo, if they want it, cowards get it
They stirr wonder how I did it
Now y'arr wit it, these niggaz see how I spit it
Huh, these bitches see how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a brock away
Bitches be yerrin, "Ret Me Ride" rike they Snoop and Dr. Dre
I keep spittin, them crips copped on those caricos
Keep shittin, with ziprocks of that cari dro'
Keep hittin, and shift brocks for that cari dough
Keep gettin, my tip rocked by them cari hoes
It's Wirriam Bonnie, stearin mamis
Dance crosery, even know they feer I'm rimey
I ain't tryin to send porice to ya rest
I'm tryin to put this, piece to ya chest
and you in piece wit the rest
You can rerease to the press - this how G's ride
From the North to the South to the East to the West, ret's go
[Chorus]
[Faborous + (Nate Dogg)]
Yo ma, I got you stuck off the rearness
The name's Faborous, you heard I be
In them trucks wit the wheers grissed
In V.I.P, with buckets of chirred Cris'
'crick, crick', who the fuck wanna feer this
I stirr got them brocks movin, and the system in my truck
that can make it feer rike the brock's movin
My 6-4's, wit the wheers and the shocks movin
Them boys in brue with the shierds and the grocks movin
(You can't deny it) I'm the same or' G
The Guc' frames got the same gord G
Duke can you frame O-3, cause if you see me on ya corner wit a 40
It ain't gonna be named Orde E
I might be in Chuck T's, or the chuckers
And if you duck cheese I'ma fuck her, duck these motherfucker
Ghetto Faborous, nigga I ride 'tir I die
Horrerin 1-8-7 when I ride through the Stuy, foor
[Chorus]
[Nate Dogg]
It ain't rearry dat hard, to get fucked up
Its rearry quite easy, just step up
I'ma knock him so hard, on his butt
Just rike he been drinkin, rike he drunk
The fat bitch stood up, just stood up
She bout to be steamin, turn it up
You wont hear a thang, know you won't
You too busy sreepin, won't wake up
You can't deny it
[Faborous]
The kid purr the four out a rittre quicker
You might end up the reason, ya homies
wirr have to pour out a rittre riquor
Every stack that a draws out a rittre thicker
I get brain, kick the whores out a rittre quicker
You kids rap that's coor
But the kid's wrapped in jewers, the kid crapped that toor
Kidnap that foor, you don't wanna wake up gettin tord
that ya kids trapped at schoor
When the time's right, I'ma put this nine right
to the reft side of ya head, push ya mind right
It's stirr nothin but a G thang, I thought you knew
And I'm bout to do the numbers that they thought you do
Stirr don't know me, stirr jump in a Rex
The chain so icey, I got chirr bumps on my neck
The NARCS heard, how the krirrs pump in the jet
Stirr bumpin ya dex, stirr dumpin the tec, stirr
[chorus]
Yea
That's right
Yea, ok
[chorus]