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Verse One: Treach



Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff

But there`s still no mountain hiiiigh enough, or wide enough to touch

The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy

That`s Happi to be Nappi

Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks

and groups and troops with Timbo boots and jail suits

That`s how I`m rollin my hair-do don`t

Win I will I got wantin competition ain`t dope

Beat ya break ya broke ya smoke ya take ya

Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later

When wanna flip, tell em full semi half with a dip

And all that other Ringling Brothers shit

Sporty naughty hi bye greater than nature while I

shin slam the flim flim and then jam

You can run but you can`t hide, you can`t go far

No matter where you go, there you are



Chorus: repeat 2X



We gonna BREAK, we gonna BASH

We gonna ROLL, we gonna SMASH



Verse Two: Treach, Vinnie



Here we go yo

Hit a nigga kill a nigga will come back

See a sucker stretch a sucker guard your naps

Cussin wasn`t nothin til a black man rapped

See a forty suck a forty guess who`s back



You`re chillin with a Teddy fillin villian

Steppin to the puny puddy punks catchin fillings

I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I`m the bread and butter

punk motherfucker I`ll cut up, workin from the gut up

Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy

Ready for the piddy peddy, I`m Friddie Freddie

Place your bet on a vet, the three man threat

What you see is what you get



Chorus



Verse Three: Treach



Comin round your corner with my uptown bunch

I bet your bottom dollar that you`re bottom buck chumps

Give it up, it`s a juice thing I`m steppin for the rep and

wreckin all the rest and, weapon testin on who`s steppin

Ain`t no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff

nigga if you`re tough knuckle up

I`ll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash

After I laugh then I`ll dash

You can`t handle the scandal of an uptown vandal

Shootin up your toes makin sandals

Somebody told me that you owe me, but can`t nobody hold me

I do my dirt all by my lonely



Chorus

Verse One: Treach



Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff

But there`s still no mountain hiiiigh enough, or wide enough to touch

The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy

That`s Happi to be Nappi

Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks

and groups and troops with Timbo boots and jail suits

That`s how I`m rollin my hair-do don`t

Win I will I got wantin competition ain`t dope

Beat ya break ya broke ya smoke ya take ya

Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later

When wanna flip, tell em full semi half with a dip

And all that other Ringling Brothers shit

Sporty naughty hi bye greater than nature while I

shin slam the flim flim and then jam

You can run but you can`t hide, you can`t go far

No matter where you go, there you are



Chorus: repeat 2X



We gonna BREAK, we gonna BASH

We gonna ROLL, we gonna SMASH



Verse Two: Treach, Vinnie



Here we go yo

Hit a nigga kill a nigga will come back

See a sucker stretch a sucker guard your naps

Cussin wasn`t nothin til a black man rapped

See a forty suck a forty guess who`s back



You`re chillin with a Teddy fillin villian

Steppin to the puny puddy punks catchin fillings

I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I`m the bread and butter

punk motherfucker I`ll cut up, workin from the gut up

Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy

Ready for the piddy peddy, I`m Friddie Freddie

Place your bet on a vet, the three man threat

What you see is what you get



Chorus



Verse Three: Treach



Comin round your corner with my uptown bunch

I bet your bottom dollar that you`re bottom buck chumps

Give it up, it`s a juice thing I`m steppin for the rep and

wreckin all the rest and, weapon testin on who`s steppin

Ain`t no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff

nigga if you`re tough knuckle up

I`ll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash

After I laugh then I`ll dash

You can`t handle the scandal of an uptown vandal

Shootin up your toes makin sandals

Somebody told me that you owe me, but can`t nobody hold me

I do my dirt all by my lonely



Chorus

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