You Ain`t Smart lyrics

Artist  : Mase 
Song : You Ain`t 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 f**ka)

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 f**kin' 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' sh*t 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 f**kin' truck right, let 'em know

We got the same guns that you got, but better
though

And next time we in some sh*t 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' bit*hes, 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 bit*h 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 f**kin'
reservoir

With your Bentley, we don't give a f**k 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 sh*t 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 f**ka 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
bit*h 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]