Slang Bang-Naughty By Nature

[Vin Rock "amp; Treach] Hup, yeah Guess who's back? Hup, hup, Naughty By Nature's in the house Guess who's back? Setting off the 19naughty4/ naughty5 flavour Guess who's back? Word up, this is how we do things Guess who's back? [Chorus: x2] 'Cause it's a slang bang thang Slang bang, it's a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang [Vin Rock "amp; Treach] Get up, get up but don't push me 'Cause i ain't mooshy mooshy, you can't mash me You chocolate bastard with your smile, your face looks ashy Sending detrip with a free trip to blast out outer See this, 'cause I'm that ni**a that'll leave you a** out like G-strings Meaning I'm fienin, your heart trips when it stay at work So f**k fear you fear-f**k, one jerk I'll make your head hurt The punani, they're making pairs perk, who'll dare flirt I get kitty's from your city, just near where your mans work I be on that a** like ol' mole, turning your whole show slow-mo 'Cause you're too good to corroso I'm on and off so you know my sh*t ain't partial Pardon me, packing arsenals, taking knees and nostrils Our style is savagery, you try to be the badder G You ain't even the man, you just the filling, where's the cavity? Father be grabbing it, gravity, have the gravity grabbing Actually after we ni**a naturally have to meet [Chorus: x4] [Treach] One check to the chin and you'll be bust quicker than liquor Aw sh*t, pop her chain and lock her rock, a city slicker Slick a rhyme, kick or vick her, knock her without a popper I take the cake, took the chain but left the lock up Love me or leave me, hate me or like me Might be getting feisty, f**k yeah I'm sheisty Sh*t yeah, I fit there, sqwin your sh*t wear You're a trick until you niggered me a b**ch without liquid Some thank me for putting the hanky in panky Slapping stanky like lightning, sticking Yankees like Benjamin Franky F**k buying kitty cases and city lights Just give my loot, get your licks and get all the high titties right But then I'm into what you b**ches is saying So I wasn't really feeling on her a**, I was just massaging her brain The objects that I learned from the projects Try Treach I bet, and get your throat choked like my necks [Chorus: x3] [Treach "amp; Vin Rock] My mind thinks right ? pick snipes, don't pluck, I'll f**k your finger At any prejudice Presley, now I got more snipes than Wesley Test me, touch me and lay next to the rest of the best The rusty monks or ? who tried to f**k me But see this is where I boom and zoom Just drive a line like a cartoonist on some soon sh*t Adidas couldn't read us so they freed us Then we tried Reebok from a cheater, succeeded then got weeded Oh Anna, rip of some grandma's, no my Grandma from Santa Ana To Atlanta where cops ain't a-feared and niggas wear 'dannas Now tell ya lady that I'm crazy when I'm something [Chorus: x4] [Vin Rock "amp; Treach] Hup, hup, yeah niggas It's all about a slang bang Doing this sh*t lyrically on wax And getting paid for it Word up, we don't care where you're from Everybody can get down with the slang bang We doin "rhyme-bys" on record