dirtiest hip-hop slang

[Kool G. Rap]

Yo for the ladies, two-hundred and thirty-five pounds of beef

(Uh-huh) Chinky eyes, low ceasar, gold teeth

Swingin with this here stud, you need practice

I'm leavin floods of blood.. aiyyo

Who wanna deep throat the don dick (who?)

One bomb bitch can get a nigga freaky enough to fuck they armpits

Wear you out doggiestyle with some [?] lit

The splash in your ass crack make your thong stick

Face fuckin, come in all in they blonde shit

The annacond' spit all in your palms and lips

Face down and ass up (c'mon) beat it up like brass knucks

Two nasty ass mutts with they ass stuck

Plenty women to hit, sweet brown cinnamon stick

Try to tear the rim of the shit

Only rock with them feminine chicks

(?) balls through my linen and shit, you fly bitch?

Put a VS-1 five carat gem in her clit

Mediocre bitches spit on the dick

I don't feed the needy, rich old cracker bitch see me

I'll be happy you paid to see me pee pee

[x3]

[scratched: "Rated X", "Can't you dig it honey?"]

"Rated X.. Rated X.."

[G. Rap] "I ain't bullshittin.."

[Cage]

Two thousand and one don't fill 'em full of cum

Bring it to the sperm bank for the nurse tongue

I need a slut to rip a horn off a rhino

Play the gyno and stick my arm up her dimehole

Exactly four years from today

The Olsen Twins'll be in they first three way

Even though bitches is gettin [?] from it

Pull out and paint the map of Hawaii on your stomach!

.. or should I hit the tit?

Knock the infant off the other jug and then proceed to sip

.. I smack chicks that bite dicks

Give 'em lockjaw then make 'em fight pits

.. Ain't no virgin suicides

It's birthed backwards but your baby's got one eye

.. Still stalk my ex

Pull out the cockler, and make her talk like sex

[x3]

[scratched: "Rated X", "Can't you dig it honey?"]

"Rated X.. Rated X.."

[G. Rap] "I ain't bullshittin.."

[Eon]

I'm gettin clits wet under fishnets

I love to see how freaky a bitch gets

Shave the wolf[?] and like Macy Gray

If you lookin like Ms. Melodie or Beyonce

Hoes and freaks get the kosher meat

Hit your whorehouse and leave it closed for weeks

"The 'P' Is Free" I ain't payin money

So all you little sluts, come and jump on me

Christie Canyon, I love you

If I ever met you I'd wanna fuck you and a suck too

All co-eds that gargle jizz

So young don't even know what a condom is

Hand prints when the E spanks her

Sex watchin Scarface, now that's gangsta!

Pussy first, and the ass is next

Dick Starbuck.. and I'ma talk like sex

[Kool G. Rap]

Ya heard? Thug style bitch

You know the deal

Rockin along with my niggaz Dick Starbuck

and my nigga Cage, you heard?

Don't get it fucked up, they some nasty motherfuckers

Get your motherfuckin hymen ripped out

1st chorus]

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally

[2nd Chorus]

He really really really fucked my coochie

He really really really turned me out

He really really really got to gut me

He really really made me scream and shout

[3rd Chorus]

He really taught me how to work my body

He really taught me how to do it with my mouth

He really really tried to hurt me hurt me

I really love his thug and gangsta style

[Verse One]

Yeah what up ma,

take a look, you hypnotized

on how my long dick stretch your insides

for real ma, with your thick lips and thick thighs

stoke both holes, pass it to Nas

or pass it to Naish, or pass it to Jung

or pass it to Horse, then that ass gettin tossed

fuck a hustler book, penthouse or blacktale

i got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jail

i fuck a bitch face more than her waist for real

and aint no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feel

bust three times throw her the peace sign

she sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta call her for weeks

Long leg hoes, mo'head hoes, married bitches

Me and my dog - fuckin them both they got us switchin

Is the nigga gangsta? Yeah, that's how I'm livin

That's how I'm playin - I got these freak fuckin hoes singin

[1st Chorus][2nd Chorus]

[Verse Two]

Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ring

Deep throat my nine inch, gut from the front and

grind from the side and, fuck from behind and

Grab her hair slap her ass, she screamin like she dyin

Make her come four times without even tryin

I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin

Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat

Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap

Tight blue jeans, air max

Small gucci bag

No loot and no job

Stay home giving blow jobs

Like no prob, it's simple

Holla out the window it's the project nympho

Fuck my whole crew, you know how we do

you got that good pussy I can share with my peoples

Be a brave girl, do your thang

Let them tities hang, I'll have all the bitches sayin

[1st chorus][2nd chorus]

[Verse Three]

When it comes to sex I'm similar to the thriller in manilla

Bitches call me Horse the pussy filler

I'll fuck a big boned or slim chick

Beat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch

Aint no sleepin in my bedroom

When henny's in my dick

When Flex drop the bomb i bust a nut on this bitch

Deep throat, ceaser gold or pun wicked hoes

Who like the way i thug and the way i flow

I like head in the Benz, the four door or the Coupe

Head in the staircase, the cellar or the roof

Head in the studio, the bathroom or the booth

Head from a project chick or one with crazy loot

Like Nia Lomg in a cherry thong with the lights on

Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on

I pull out my python, I hit it while my wife's gone

Long dick the bitch all night, I'll make her pussy sing the song

[4th chorus]

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang

oo-chie wally wally

You better pray

When you see me put that nine up in that pussy, ho

Cock it back slow

Rock it back and forth, wait for the nut, then let my trigger go

BOOM!

Pussy-guts all over the room

If you ain't seen it,

Then you're fiendin'

For the meanin'

Of that nina of doom

2 inches in and, uh, 4 inches out

You back that nigga that pack that gat

And hit that indo-sack

It's like that

Cannabis sativa, got me stuck on stump, fool

All it take is a way, a fat, green-bud blunt and a stunt

Cause it's that nigga that work 'em nigga deep

And block creep

And witness murder, baby, kill a seed

Once it'll make you vomit

Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's common

Biatches keep fuckin' and suckin' and keepin' it comin'

With they drama. POP! It's baby killa season

Put 6 in the clip, put it up that clit

And watch them baby's brains

Drip out that fetus

Bleed, it's that nigga that kill 'em

I'll fill 'em all full for that sicc reason

Season of da siccness broodin', got me trippin' for no reason

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper

Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker

Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?

Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!

Now eat!

As I creep, picture every human that I seek

Slabs of human meat

Cause my kids gotta eat

I lives kinda deep, dark, up in tha cut

Where niggas load nines, and barrel-fuck a slut

Nigga, what? You ain't even seen me in my prime

Eatin' baby brains, maybe veins, maybe spines

I know they be cryin' when I'm cuttin' off the neck

I'm peelin' off the skin for some bacon-fried croquettes

Baby villain spine, that baby-killin' mind

A fifth-pint of gin cause I know I'm doin' time

So catch me now before I do my next crime

My kids' gotta eat, somebody's baby's on the line, nigga

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper

Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker

Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?

Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!

Now eat!

Get ready for the nigga shit

That siccer-than-sicc gut ripgut

Pick-a-vic-up, fuck 'em up with a couple of nine-milla slugs

And put 'em on the ground. Murder toll. Buck buck!

Slugs to the womb

Guts all over the room

That legion of doom

That S to the I-C-X

With a locc and a tech for the throat

and a neck full of gunsmoke it up, locc

One for the nigga who kills them infants and senses

Then this time, I hit 'em with a nine-millimeter, meter

Now let's pick up me freakin' up your skin

Never knew nigga-meat cooked so thin!

So I pack me a nine-milla gat

And creep in the back of the 'Lac

With a sack of the indo

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper

Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker

Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga

Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!

Now eat!

That's right. Once upon a time

A nigga that hella sicc up in the skids

With a lie for the snitch

As a victim's stoned, sayin' "I'll be bones to the pussy clits"

They're a baby ditch to the mastermind

Nine-millimeter shells, they're blind!

Devils made a pact to fuck with match-to-heat, it's one of a kind

Low enough to the shit got hella deep that I had to patch it

To a soul who had the heart to put his mama in a casket

Who could it be?

Or can he be

Locked up in the county

cause the bounty

finally found a nigga like me?

X-to-the-R-to-the-A-I-D-E-D

L-O-C

What's up, my nigga?

Pull this trigger

And take my muthafuckin' legacy

But watch your back. Niggas be claimin' that they sicc

But really don't know which way to go when they be fuckin up with my

lunatic

Shiiiit, have you ever seen your mama's cock? (yeah!)

Have you even seen a body drop? (yeah!)

Have you even loaded up your glock?

Well, I could gives a fuck cause even then, nigga, you not my nigga

From that 24 garden block

That's doin' time

For shootin' shadows up in the dark

And tryin' to bite before he bark

And when his heart stops

From the metal blue blocks up in the cut

They try to lynch my muthafucka to make some dice up out his nuts

And what the fuck goes thru my nigga's mind up in his cell?

That 24 Deep, no sleep, much stress, nigga. Nigga must be livin' up in

hell

And here I am, same muthafucka that got my nigga sicc

Tryin' to kill myself but slippin' more deeper into the siccness shit

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper

Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, muthafucka

Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga

Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!

Now eat