Lox Y'all Fucked up Now lyrics

Yeah, two guns up motherfucker
Uh huh, yeah, niggaz runnin' around yappin' with dicks in they mouth
My niggaz, shit is serious L.O.X.
Couldn't even put three niggaz together and come up
With this combination faggot, shit is fo' real, yo

I pack a four five, puff a blunt and get high
Don't give a fuck if I die 'cause my son is alive
I grew up doing dumb shit that made me wise
Could of died ten times, that made me live

Sell my soul not for no cars and gold
I been through it 'cause my scars is old
Remember the time, I used to puff dimes
And think Allah was cold
Back then when my mom played my father's role

Now I'm a man, runnin' with a gun in the vest
It feel good with my son on my chest
I wanna quit but I'm one of the best
Fuck around I might run to the west

Lay low and get blunted to death
Niggaz is wack, I can't say it plainer than that
Dog you shine in the front but it rain in the back
Fuck the middle 'cause the middle do a lot and a little

Stuck in between but y'all niggaz won't see the riddle
Settle for less a general but don't meddle my chest
Die for my niggas nevertheless
Can't find a nigga better than S, kiss, and the luch

Every man ahead of the group, regretting the coup
Y'all niggas want the red in my boots, hole in my shirt
Twist a nigga wig and leave me dead in the dirt
I see the rollie not move but the shit still work
Motherfucker that'll make you a jerk, cocksucker

Ay yo, what y'all gon' do now
Y'all fucked up now, niggas
How deep is your crew now
Y'all fucked up now
Don't make us heat you down
(You know what I'm sayin' Diego?)

Y'all fucked up now
(This ain't no fuckin' joke niggas is hungry)
We the nicest niggas around
(Fuck is wrong)
Y'all fucked up now
(Yeah, yeah, ay yo, ay yo, ay yo)

I pay off blue suits that's Sucio
And I put drugs in my girl koochie yo
A bad bitch that kill
So when you put the dogs on her you smell Massengill

Summer's eve, puttin' drugs in coffee hip to the D's
I play smarter, that's why my flights now be charter
Ten seater, what you know about a Porsche at a meter
Next to koochie freak those, tickets keep those
And you can mail to my postbox down in Mel rose

I ain't the nigga that you see posted on cop walls
I'm that eighteen and up, mamis on my balls

Y'all can't figure the great one Sheek be Jason
Not cops But that legendary nigga my pops

I bust shots like bums at a bar but far
From a lush, everything about this cat be plush
And I'm quick to do dirt since I'm through your shirt
Like nothing, lift a arm I hit those under your wing

Yo why you following this cat, hey, he about to get pushed back
You could poke your chest out in the street
That's cool but in a bing this fool
Was like Louis Rich meat

We don't run from y'all, we scatter for guns on y'all
What you know about two 380's inside a basketball
And when it's beef store on his side with burners on Coronas
We the best that ever did it if you need us telephone us
What the fuck nigga, yeah huh

Ay yo, what y'all gon' do now
Y'all fucked up now, niggas
How deep is your crew now
Y'all fucked up now

Don't make us heat you down
Y'all fucked up now
We the nicest niggas around
Y'all fucked up now


Yo, a nigga wanna go to war with Kiss, find him a ditch
Old school niggas tell me I remind of rich
'Cause I take the kids shopping and send 'em on bus trips
Hoppin' out a rough six with sweats and scuffed kicks

I supply all the dealers and tell 'em to stuff nix
I done signed every autograph and took every flick
I'm quite sure that I coulda hit every chick
But I didn't ones that I did gave 'em heavy dick

All day the Lox flow hotter than Broadway
Election time tryin' na cop blow in the hallway
And their ain't enough plates for y'all to eat with me
Stingy nigga but I share my slugs equally

I put half where your waist at and half where your face at
Yo, we in from a new spot let somebody taste that
From your street rappin's only one of my plans
I got dirty south niggas payin' a hundred a gram

And I could care less how much you shift the scan
However you get it you supposed to hit your man
But we don't hold the grudges, we control the budgets
And do whatever the fuck we wanna do nigga fuck it

Ay yo, what y'all gon' do now
Y'all fucked up now
We're the nicest niggas around
Y'all fucked up now
Ay yo, what y'all gon' do now
Y'all fucked up