Lirik Lagu Neck Uv Da Woods - Mystikal
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Mystikal-(Intro)Mystikal and Outkast, I'm representin......
I'm not for the big bucks, no wammies,You can't stand it,Make um feel the impact and I ain't even in Miami,Handle'n with my man and'um in Atlanta.And they play me cuz they know I bring the kinda s--- you feelin as I'm sayin itI'm like an NBA so thumb or pawn shop tech nine, bitch I'm know for jam'n.Smoke merry, merry, merryPut a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary,I bust through, intrude, move through, distractions.Risks and hits and blows don't lose no traction.I threw a round of flip flop flip flop back at umIf a nigga comin clown then I'm going get the cannonAnd the um God knuckle up boy ??, don't be no f---ed boyMe and Guillotine we run some ni--as in a big truck boyRun flat boy, run that boy.Bitch where I'm a send you you can't come back boyI bring flames to a four alarm fireI wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryerI hit the door,I'm blowin him like southern bandAnd they always tryin to find something to say about the brother man.I invent em flip em and send emRhymes get you jumped like I pulled (?) over yaGuess what, this is a stick upGive me back my s--- before I start pickin bricks upGarbage mc's better run for itDon't come this way cuz you can't walk on this side of the yard, for itAnd respect me for takin it to umSo expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woodz
Chorus:If it don't bump off in the club you can't rock,If it ain't 808 in the trunk it ain't knock,If you round our neck of the woods you better stop,Cuz the people on the block gonna show you where to drop, aaouu(x2)
Big Boi-All a the heat rise to the beat wiseTo that nigga that spit that street fireMystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin em out of the park like Mark McgwireSosa, you so so, you brown and small like TotoYou're bitch made like DorothyYou belong in a soroioty, I'm a call you CocoaLike candy, go sing a song with BrandyBut rhyming and double timing, what is you sayin G?I take my thirteen shot , don't U know my style is drunkenAnd you know we doin the big beat oh hell yeah it's gonna be bumpinGivin you somethin to beat the block with,eet the cops with My stamina's incredible so sucka don't try to stop thisThe D-u-n-g-o-n, family, merrilyLife is but a dream, I mean a nightmare cuz it's scaring me,But I live, gotta given, one double ohh percent above the rest yeahWith the fat sacks, gon burst that, and you know that, yea
(Chorus x2)
Dre-(BIG BOY: Hey, what's your name?)Andre 3000, the year to fear is already hereMust look beyond, sounds from the center of the sunReason for a gun, only oneStrong believer in self-preservationAahhhhh, OOF!Hit that state up in viewsCity of forgotten fate, County of the bluesStreet address Generation X Avenue, new, new.But Generation Y, high, to the point that I drinkRunnin on a new oneWalkin in my silver boots, need a shoe horn, and some church socksWhat if I told you that even if you made clocks?Stops, time rewinds ee what he findsThen rearrange and change things that's on your mindWould you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?Would you holler that I'm live and ask anotherOr take no heat and run for cover
(Chorus x4)
I'm not for the big bucks, no wammies,You can't stand it,Make um feel the impact and I ain't even in Miami,Handle'n with my man and'um in Atlanta.And they play me cuz they know I bring the kinda s--- you feelin as I'm sayin itI'm like an NBA so thumb or pawn shop tech nine, bitch I'm know for jam'n.Smoke merry, merry, merryPut a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary,I bust through, intrude, move through, distractions.Risks and hits and blows don't lose no traction.I threw a round of flip flop flip flop back at umIf a nigga comin clown then I'm going get the cannonAnd the um God knuckle up boy ??, don't be no f---ed boyMe and Guillotine we run some ni--as in a big truck boyRun flat boy, run that boy.Bitch where I'm a send you you can't come back boyI bring flames to a four alarm fireI wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryerI hit the door,I'm blowin him like southern bandAnd they always tryin to find something to say about the brother man.I invent em flip em and send emRhymes get you jumped like I pulled (?) over yaGuess what, this is a stick upGive me back my s--- before I start pickin bricks upGarbage mc's better run for itDon't come this way cuz you can't walk on this side of the yard, for itAnd respect me for takin it to umSo expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woodz
Chorus:If it don't bump off in the club you can't rock,If it ain't 808 in the trunk it ain't knock,If you round our neck of the woods you better stop,Cuz the people on the block gonna show you where to drop, aaouu(x2)
Big Boi-All a the heat rise to the beat wiseTo that nigga that spit that street fireMystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin em out of the park like Mark McgwireSosa, you so so, you brown and small like TotoYou're bitch made like DorothyYou belong in a soroioty, I'm a call you CocoaLike candy, go sing a song with BrandyBut rhyming and double timing, what is you sayin G?I take my thirteen shot , don't U know my style is drunkenAnd you know we doin the big beat oh hell yeah it's gonna be bumpinGivin you somethin to beat the block with,eet the cops with My stamina's incredible so sucka don't try to stop thisThe D-u-n-g-o-n, family, merrilyLife is but a dream, I mean a nightmare cuz it's scaring me,But I live, gotta given, one double ohh percent above the rest yeahWith the fat sacks, gon burst that, and you know that, yea
(Chorus x2)
Dre-(BIG BOY: Hey, what's your name?)Andre 3000, the year to fear is already hereMust look beyond, sounds from the center of the sunReason for a gun, only oneStrong believer in self-preservationAahhhhh, OOF!Hit that state up in viewsCity of forgotten fate, County of the bluesStreet address Generation X Avenue, new, new.But Generation Y, high, to the point that I drinkRunnin on a new oneWalkin in my silver boots, need a shoe horn, and some church socksWhat if I told you that even if you made clocks?Stops, time rewinds ee what he findsThen rearrange and change things that's on your mindWould you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?Would you holler that I'm live and ask anotherOr take no heat and run for cover
(Chorus x4)
