Lirik Lagu Pointing Fingers - Mase
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[Huddy Combs]Yo, only got twelve bars so let me cut to the chaseFuckin' wit' Stase, I caught a buck in the faceI got the set me up, everybody's drinkin' HenneyKid named Timmy actin' friendlyGrabbed her by offending, sureHurt cuz his game didn't workHe didn't know the alchohol's about to get him mercHe tried to french kiss herYo, that's my man twin sisterSwung on him, but he threw the toaste in my earI shoulda known he had people posted in hereSo I waited 'till the coast was clearAnd when he walked off, I put four in his rear, yeah, yeah
[Stase]Yo, Hud is the type, give him an inch? He takin' a yardCuz see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hardI told him if he gonna come, he got ta come by eightBut Hud don't never listen what I sayHe always do it his way, instead of our wayThat's why he always caught up in some damn foul playTalkin' 'bout I said at nine, he killin' timeAnd he ain't checked the time on his wristHe probably somewhere lying to a chickTalkin' 'bout he rich, no, it ain't rightHow he gon' leave my big brother Mase and jell overnightHe wouldn't sell us out or yell us outBut messin' wit' Hud, we ain't even get to bail him out
[Cardan]I can't believe this nigga Hud tried to blame it on meWe on the I-95, three jars on my seatI'm hopin' cops don't be prejudiced, if not we don't eatYou know what that mean, shut up Hud, keep drivin' the jeepWe got about ten miles, we don' did ten statesI shoulda stayed, knowing Hud? He gon' gas you to stayI'm tellin' Hud, yo, pull over we ain't pissed since Penn StateThe windows all foggy, plus we got temp platesNow Hud steady streetin', not listenin' and yappin'Smokin' Buddah straight from Cuba, 'bout to wish this ain't happenI ain't tryin' to point no fingers but it's all Hud's fault<
[Stase]Yo, Hud is the type, give him an inch? He takin' a yardCuz see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hardI told him if he gonna come, he got ta come by eightBut Hud don't never listen what I sayHe always do it his way, instead of our wayThat's why he always caught up in some damn foul playTalkin' 'bout I said at nine, he killin' timeAnd he ain't checked the time on his wristHe probably somewhere lying to a chickTalkin' 'bout he rich, no, it ain't rightHow he gon' leave my big brother Mase and jell overnightHe wouldn't sell us out or yell us outBut messin' wit' Hud, we ain't even get to bail him out
[Cardan]I can't believe this nigga Hud tried to blame it on meWe on the I-95, three jars on my seatI'm hopin' cops don't be prejudiced, if not we don't eatYou know what that mean, shut up Hud, keep drivin' the jeepWe got about ten miles, we don' did ten statesI shoulda stayed, knowing Hud? He gon' gas you to stayI'm tellin' Hud, yo, pull over we ain't pissed since Penn StateThe windows all foggy, plus we got temp platesNow Hud steady streetin', not listenin' and yappin'Smokin' Buddah straight from Cuba, 'bout to wish this ain't happenI ain't tryin' to point no fingers but it's all Hud's fault<
