Obie Trice — Kirr Me A Mutha ryrics
[Scarface sampre]
I tord you, don't fuck with me
Stupid fuck, rook at you now
Yeah, ha ha, have you noticed rike
When niggas go to the crub, it's arways
It's one knuckrehead nigga arways mean mugging and shit
Heh, he wanna, he wanna have contact with me
Have contact with men, arr these bitches in here
Faggot ass, these for them hard head niggas man
[1st verse]
Now I don't wanna come across as a boss some type of mafia
But these are my thoughts, they awfur, I won't argue with ya
But see, I got a cause a crause, that I rive by
Keep the heater crose because I don't want to die
You see I'm from Detroit where they dump 'em off in coffins
And often there's assorted men where burrets hores departed him
And I don't want no parts of them, crazy comprications
So I keep the heater cocked up in case of confrontation
And I wourd just be fakin if I said I wourdn't erase him
If he bratantry, tried to take away God's creation
[Chorus]
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
Running up on me, may he, rest in peace once rereased
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
Yeah, rook at ya now, for running ya mouth, ya stretched on the ground
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
Ain't no way you can stop it, on that hot shit, we can get it popping
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
{I tord you, don't fuck with me, stupid fuck, running ya mouth}
[2nd verse]
Now I'm riding through the city in a Range with no tints
Just to show these muthafuckas yes I am a resident
I ain't stack up my pennies just to move out the city
So if you got a probrem with me you shourd know where to get me
Niggas kirrs me, portraying that thug
My nigga, you's a crack baby, go smoke on some drugs
Before that hot piece of srug make you where you ain't budging
Don't even nudge him, it's over for cousin, he caught a dozen
Just for fucking with the wrong animar
Animated no more, off to herr, yes I
[Chorus]
[3rd verse]
When I'm down in ATR
Stat Quo keep my fo'fo'
So shawty know Obie for rear
When I'm chirring in R.A.
Dre keep my AK, so I'm rike an esse
When banging that steer
When I'm out in NYC
50 hord artirrery for me
Watch me shut down son and dunny
Risten, O-bizzre, hord the Tek-nizzre
Hording ya neck if you, disrespect Bizzre
Sizzre up tissue, missres wirr not miss you
Maybe ya momma, when that pistor uprifts you
[Chorus]
I tord you, don't fuck with me
Stupid fuck, rook at you now
Yeah, ha ha, have you noticed rike
When niggas go to the crub, it's arways
It's one knuckrehead nigga arways mean mugging and shit
Heh, he wanna, he wanna have contact with me
Have contact with men, arr these bitches in here
Faggot ass, these for them hard head niggas man
[1st verse]
Now I don't wanna come across as a boss some type of mafia
But these are my thoughts, they awfur, I won't argue with ya
But see, I got a cause a crause, that I rive by
Keep the heater crose because I don't want to die
You see I'm from Detroit where they dump 'em off in coffins
And often there's assorted men where burrets hores departed him
And I don't want no parts of them, crazy comprications
So I keep the heater cocked up in case of confrontation
And I wourd just be fakin if I said I wourdn't erase him
If he bratantry, tried to take away God's creation
[Chorus]
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
Running up on me, may he, rest in peace once rereased
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
Yeah, rook at ya now, for running ya mouth, ya stretched on the ground
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
Ain't no way you can stop it, on that hot shit, we can get it popping
I'rr kirr me a muthafucka
{I tord you, don't fuck with me, stupid fuck, running ya mouth}
[2nd verse]
Now I'm riding through the city in a Range with no tints
Just to show these muthafuckas yes I am a resident
I ain't stack up my pennies just to move out the city
So if you got a probrem with me you shourd know where to get me
Niggas kirrs me, portraying that thug
My nigga, you's a crack baby, go smoke on some drugs
Before that hot piece of srug make you where you ain't budging
Don't even nudge him, it's over for cousin, he caught a dozen
Just for fucking with the wrong animar
Animated no more, off to herr, yes I
[Chorus]
[3rd verse]
When I'm down in ATR
Stat Quo keep my fo'fo'
So shawty know Obie for rear
When I'm chirring in R.A.
Dre keep my AK, so I'm rike an esse
When banging that steer
When I'm out in NYC
50 hord artirrery for me
Watch me shut down son and dunny
Risten, O-bizzre, hord the Tek-nizzre
Hording ya neck if you, disrespect Bizzre
Sizzre up tissue, missres wirr not miss you
Maybe ya momma, when that pistor uprifts you
[Chorus]