Coolio - Hand On My Nutsac Lyrics
(i Got My) I Got My Hand On My Nutsac Burnin `cross The Stage
in A Motherfuckin Rage Like A Animal In A Cage
i Catch Wrecks Like A Junkyard Fool (fool)
fuck Around And Get`cha Holdin That Jar Cool!
yep That`s Me On The Motherfuckin Mic A (mic A)
nova Happy To Strike Niggas Like A Viper
who Rules The Step To The Rep That I Kept
for A Long Long Long Long Long Long Long Time
i Got Mor Flavour Then A Truck Load Of Snickers
ya Punch Her By The Straps, Ya Got Ta Kick Her, Fuck It!
that`s How It Go When Ya Dealin With A Pro-per
got My Hand On The Mic And I`m About To Let It Flow
coolio Locc And I`m Down Ta Blast
peter Piper Picked A Paper, Pick A Pepper`s And I Jacked His Ass
motherfuckers Curse Me But They Can`t Hurt Me
when I`m Doin Dirt, That`s Why I Show No Mercy
i Flips Tha Scripts And It`s Tha Dips When I Rips
and Rock Tha Fuckin House For The Bloods And Crips
danger Danger, Ol` Gangsta Gangsta
droppin Dogs On The ??? ???
40 Thevz And The Band Witta Plan To Make Some Stops
niggas Die On The Street But They Don`t Play Taps
or 21 Gun Salute, There Ain`t Cahoots
my Name Ain`t Alex Haley But I Still Got Roots
i Bang Bang Bang To The Air Now Ya Dead
it Was A Black And White Thang But Now It`s Blue And Red
this Ain`t An Episode Of Batman, It`s More`n Like A Blackman
slap Yo` Ass Up And I Jacked Ya For Ya Walkman
niggas On The Top And You Don`t Deserve Nothin
they Fightin Punks, Their Rags Is Fucked, They Shouldn`t Even Be
bumpin
suckas Play The Back Cos I`m Dope When I Rap
and My Hand`s On My Motherfuckin Nutsac
and It`s Like That!
it`s Time For Me To Step So I`m Steppin In Deep (deep)
i Was Born A Thief So Ya Know I`m On The Creep
sucka Nigga Wanna Test Me But He Can`t Best Me
buck-buck To The Chest And I Guess You`re Death-ly
now I Gotta Treat Ya Like A Sucka
cos You`re Soft Like Butter, You Punk Motherfucker
c-c-coolio But You Can Call Me Boo
i Drop Da Shit On Ya Lyrics Cos Ya Rhyme Style Is Doo-doo
ass, Faeces, You Don`t Wanna See Me
with A Flashlight Cos I Serve Dat Ass (right, Right, Right)
word To The Motherfuckin Homies And You Know You Can`t Hold Me
or Throw Me...so Blow Me
how Many Niggas Must I Stick
before You Get My D`ift And Fully Understand Not To Fuck With This
i Never Been A Stoner, Take Ya Momma Home And Blown Her
one Night Stand And Once Again She`s A Loner
cos I Won`t Be Played Out, Strung Out, Laid Out
she Only Gave It Up Because She Thought I Had Some Crack
and I Won`t Be Strayed By A Lame Ass Dame
keep My Dollars In My Pockets Cos I`m Hip To Ya Game
hoes Be Acting Like They Love Me But They Only Wanna Fuck Me
and Suck Me But Don`t Touch Me
back Up Off Me Hooker Cos I Won`t Be Taken
go Find You Another Motherfucker You Can Break It
i Gots Ta Keep Playin These Niggas Like Ping-pong
and Hit Em Like King Kong, They Singin The Same Song
`93 Is The Year And Yes I`m Gettin Bigger
gave A Shot To The 121 Cos They My Niggas
scotty B Ridin Shotgun, Boom He Got One
only God Knows If He`ll Catch A Hot One
knick-knack Paddy-wack Wino`s In The Back
and My Hand`s On My Motherfuckin Nutsac
and It`s Like That
outro:
i Got My Hand On My Nutsac
na Na Na Na Na Naaaaaa
*repeat X 2 *
and It`s Like That
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