It's Da Nuts

(Little kid) It's the Beatnuts A world premier (2x) [Verse 1 - Psycho Les] What you thought, I couldn't afford another drink So I went up to the bar, stole a bottle Watch me slide through the crowd in place To chill backstage, anybody acts strange Smack them with the black gauge I flow smooth to this, while you don't even know how to move to this But it's the Beatnuts, we don't have to prove shit Anything we drop is the shit, certified blazing Hittin' honeys like Marie Jason Bless and seven days at the Holiday's Inn After each show, the telly is like a peepshow Doggie steelo, is how we hit each Ho If I don't get you now, I'mma gonna get you next tour Shortie looking like she wants to explore Shortie looking like she wants to have sex raw Shortie looking like enough of that, enough of that Dull as they seem none of that, you don't got a ride home Call your mother back, it's like that Follow the rules and later you can swallow the jewels Bragging to your girlfriends How you sucked it and I fucked it in the mini-chopper Cause she just wanna have fun like Cyndi Lauper Chorus: It's the niggas that you play is hate to see You know they run up in your girl from 1-2-3 It's the nuts (2x) In the crib, in the club, and the SUV It's the Shhh you wanna hear every place you be It's the nuts (2x) [Verse 2 - JuJu] How much you wanna bet? I get as close as I wanna get Anybody gets tough, see if I'm a threat Catch me in the club sittin in the shadows, bottle of J.D Surrounded by some bad ho's treat them bitches like bodyarmour If there is beef in the club I shoot right through your body mama Why everybody hates so much? It's real out here but I can only take so much I'm everything you love to hate You mad you the only one that fake (2x) Chorus [Verse 3 - Al' Tariq] Ha Yo, what it is, what it is, can I touch this up A smidgen yo like my addicts can I drug this up Drift flow to be sporadic, strictly bombs and such How much for these fanatics want the dome to the gut, gone to clutch Watch how these chickens jump a double like dutch and then what How these niggas walk and duck in their trucks (What's the drive?) Yo, I'm gonna keep you cats on your toes, ah yo fuck the gun play Just some niggas and ho's for some party and shit La-di-da-di shit, my niggas lift the clip My ladies lip the dick and that's it Now the party goes cardiovascio, cermonial masteral To keep that factual, keep that a hundred nuts Bust them with whatever yo, show off the hook You crooks just stand shook, blow you niggas to bits If you witnessed the fits, strictly kick the hits On and on the shit, like what Chorus