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Check Yo Self (Remix)

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  • So come on and chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Check, check
    You betta check yo self
    For you wreck yo self
    'Cause I'm bad for your health
    I come real stealth
    Droppin' bombs on ya moms
    ************* car alarms
    Do without one mother ************* wit yo alpine
    Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know
    And friends know, we got that indoe
    Yo, I'm not a sucka sittin' in a house of pain
    And no I'm not the butler, i'll cut ya head-butt ya
    You say you can't touch this
    And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mother*******
    Here to let you know boy, oh boy
    I make dough, but don't call me dough-boy
    This ain't no ******' motion picture
    A guy or *************-a, my ************* get wit ya
    And hit ya, makin' they yack to the neck
    So you better run a check
    So come on and chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Yo, common, chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    'Cause shotgun bullets
    Are bad for your health
    Tricks wanna step to cube and then they get played
    'Cause they ************* may pullin out a switchblade
    That's kinda trifle
    'Cause that's a knife-o AK-47 assault rifle
    Hold the fifty, I' nifty now
    Gotta a new style, watch out now
    I hate mother*******s
    Claimin' that they foldin'
    Bank but steady talkin *************t in the holdin'
    Tank first you wanna step to me
    Now your ass screamin' for the deputy
    They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row
    Now the runnin' up in ya slow
    You're 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
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Big *************s in ya ass is bad for your health
    Come, yeah
    If you're 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 I'm aimin' em
    Will I bust or keep you guessin'
    'Cause ************* you and that *************t ya stressin'
    *************, 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
    ************* is a Miami hurricane head
    Sprung, *************s call her lips and lungs
    Nappy dugout, get the ************* out
    'Cause women like you gets no respect
    *************, you better run a check
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    'Cause ******* like you
    Is bad for my health
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    'Cause the lench mob
    Is bad for ya health
    Nine-trey, remix
    Old school tip, yeah
    It's like a jungle
    Sometimes it makes me wonder
    How I keep from goin' under?
  • So come on and chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Check, check
    You betta check yo self
    For you wreck yo self
    'Cause I'm bad for your health
    I come real stealth
    Droppin' bombs on ya moms
    ************* car alarms
    Do without one mother ************* wit yo alpine
    Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know
    And friends know, we got that indoe
    Yo, I'm not a sucka sittin' in a house of pain
    And no I'm not the butler, i'll cut ya head-butt ya
    You say you can't touch this
    And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mother*******
    Here to let you know boy, oh boy
    I make dough, but don't call me dough-boy
    This ain't no ******' motion picture
    A guy or *************-a, my ************* get wit ya
    And hit ya, makin' they yack to the neck
    So you better run a check
    So come on and chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Yo, common, chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    'Cause shotgun bullets
    Are bad for your health
    Tricks wanna step to cube and then they get played
    'Cause they ************* may pullin out a switchblade
    That's kinda trifle
    'Cause that's a knife-o AK-47 assault rifle
    Hold the fifty, I' nifty now
    Gotta a new style, watch out now
    I hate mother*******s
    Claimin' that they foldin'
    Bank but steady talkin *************t in the holdin'
    Tank first you wanna step to me
    Now your ass screamin' for the deputy
    They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row
    Now the runnin' up in ya slow
    You're 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
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Big *************s in ya ass is bad for your health
    Come, yeah
    If you're 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 I'm aimin' em
    Will I bust or keep you guessin'
    'Cause ************* you and that *************t ya stressin'
    *************, 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
    ************* is a Miami hurricane head
    Sprung, *************s call her lips and lungs
    Nappy dugout, get the ************* out
    'Cause women like you gets no respect
    *************, you better run a check
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    'Cause ******* like you
    Is bad for my health
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    So chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self
    Before you wreck yo self
    'Cause the lench mob
    Is bad for ya health
    Nine-trey, remix
    Old school tip, yeah
    It's like a jungle
    Sometimes it makes me wonder
    How I keep from goin' under?