YouTube Check Yo Self Lyrics

So come on and chick-ity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

You betta check yo self for you wreck yo self
Cause Im bad for your health
I come real stealth
Droppin bombs on ya moms, f___ car alarms
Do without one mother n____ wit yo alpine
Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know
And friends know, we got that indoe
Yo Im not a sucka, sittin in a house of pain
And no Im not the butler, Ill cut ya
Head-b___ ya, you say you cant touch this
And I wouldnt touch ya, punk m_________er
Here to let you know boy, oh boy
I make dough, but dont call me dough-boy
This aint no f___in picture
A guy or b____-a, my n____ get wit ya
And hit ya, makin they yack to the neck
So you better run a check

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Tricks wanna step to cube and then they get played
Cause they b____ may pullin out a switchblade
Thats kinda trifle, cause thats a knife-o ak-47, a__ault rifle
Hold the fifty, Im nifty now, [watch out now]
I hate m_________ers claimin that they foldin bank
But steady talkin s___ in the holdin tank
First you wanna step to me, now your a__ screamin for the deputy
They send you to charlie-baker-denver row, now the runnin up in ya slow
Youre god, used to be the don juan, now your name is just twan
Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck, you better run a check

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Big d___s in ya a__ is bad for your health

If youre foul you better run a make on that license plate you coulda had a v8
Instead of a trey-eight slug to ya cranium
I got six and Im aimin em
Will I bus or keep you guessin
Cause f___ you and that s___ ya stressin
b____, get off the wood, you no good
There goes the neighborhood hooker
Go ahead and keep your drawers
Givin up the claps and who needs applause at a
Time like this, pop ya coochie and ya dead
b____ is a miami hurricane head
Sprung, n____s call her lips and lungs
Nappy dugout, get the f___ out
Cause women like you gets no respect
b____, you better run a check

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Cause b____es like you is bad for my health
Cause the lench mob is bad for ya health

Nine-trey, remix, old school tip, yeah
Its like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from goin under

Nina Simone