You Ain`t As Smart lyrics

Artist  : Mase 
Song : You Ain`t As Smart



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[Intro]
What what
What what what
(H
World)
What what what
(All Out)
What
what what what what
(Take it back to the
streets mutha fucka)
What what what what
what
Yo this for my niggas in the
streets
(What what what what)
Foreign cars
and the jeeps
(What what what what)
Make
about a fuckin' million in a week
(What what
what what)
When I can't forget that we all
still street

Yo yo
You know a nigga
that's sniffin', that's always in the
kitchen
Bagin' shit up, there's always
something missin'
A nigga that's speeding,
bound to have a collision
Bound to be in
prison, or bound to pop a mission
So if you
got dogs, nigga, let 'em go
If a mob fuckin'
truck right, let 'em know
We got the same guns
that you got, but better though
And next time
we in some shit nigga, you will know
See I'm
pushed to the point that I put something
down
And I stand over your head, like look at
you now
And the kids in the parks start
lookin' around
Like, "Mommy come here, look,
look, look what we found"
Wit' me it's more
intense, nigga
So if you ain't goin' hard,
stay on the bench, nigga
And you know when I
come, I leave no prints nigga
And when you
die, it won't be at my expense nigga
Nigga,
nigga

1 - Yo, you ain't as smart as you
think
And I know you ain't as smart as you
think
(Take it back to the streets)
You
talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your
home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you
think
(Take it back to the streets)

Hey
yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know
you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back
to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe
and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't
as smart as you think

Yo, yo
Not only do
I know the rights, I know the wrongs
Mo' money,
mo' bitches, yeah, you know the song
And if you
claim you a nigga that know me long
And you
should know I'mma die with my Rolley on
I
ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no
whimp
Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming,
ain't got no limp
Money exempt, instead you
niggas are blimp
And every bitch in every
state know Mase is the pimp
See I'm unlike the
ones who fail you, when I know where you
Live,
I'mma send my kid to take care of you
I'll
bring it to my man if he try to spare you
I'd
tie something up if I wanted to scare you
Make
it where your own shadow won't stand near
you
And they send the trauma unit to come
repair you
Now there you are nigga, in the
fuckin' reservoir
With your Bentley, we don't
give a fuck about your car
Who you
are

Repeat 1

Yo, yo
You can't
never love a man so much you can't doubt
him
Let him know certain shit you gotta do
without him
And if ya got guns, don't leave
home without it
You gon' kill a man, there's
ways to go about it
See I never kill a man,
and I do it vainly
I won't ever let a mutha
fucka know I'm angry
Cuz when I get caught and
they come arraign me
It be a surprise witness
that come to hang me
I figure, if I'mma do it,
I'mma do it my way
Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em
by Friday
Then Sunday, I'mma meet 'em on the
highway
See where his exit is and keep it
movin'
Monday I'm off the exit
All I wanna
find out is where the complex is
And by
Tuesday I'm sittin' in the complexes
All I
wanna find out is where the address is
And by
Wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the
knee
A nigga tried to run away and dropped the
key
Now you in the hospital, not
critical
Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the
whole block wit' you
Friday hit and you ain't
got no clique wit' you
Need somebody help you
with your leg, got your bitch wit' chu
Soon as
you get home and put the key in the door
Click,
clack, now get on the floor, I told you
nigga

Repeat 1 until fade