- Song Name: Neck uv da Woods
- Artist Name: Mystikal
- Album: Let's Get Ready
- Songwriters: A Benjamin, A Patton, David Sheats, M Tyler
- Release Date: 2000.09.26
- Label: Jive Records
LYRICS FOR "Neck uv da Woods"
This is
I'm representin''
I'm out for the big bucks and no whammies goddammit
You can't stand it
Make 'em feel the impact and I ain't even in Miami
Handlin' with my man 'nem in Atlanta
And they play me 'cos they know
I bring the kinda s*** you feelin as I'm sayin it
I'm like the NBA
B**** I'm known for jammin'
Smoke Mary
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad vocabulary
I bust through
Withstand hits and blows don't lose no traction
I threw a round off flip flop flip flop back at 'em
If a nigga comin' clown then I'm going get the cannon
And then get God back
Knuckle up boy
Me and Guillotine we run some niggas
In a big truck boy run flat boy
B**** where I'm a send you you can't come back boy
I bring flames to a four alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the door
I'm blowin him like southern band and they always tryin' to find Something to say about the brother man
I invent em flip 'em and send em
Rhymes set you jumped like I poured king cobra over ya
Guess what
Give me back my s*** before I start pickin' bricks up
Garbage MC's better run for it
Don't come this way 'cos you can't walk
On this side of the yard and respect me for takin it to 'em
So expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the woods
Yeah
Mystikal and Outkast
If it don't bump off in the club
If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk
If you round our neck of the woods
'Cos the people on the block gonna show you where to drop
If it don't bump off in the club
If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk
If you round our neck of the woods
'Cos the people on the block gonna show you where to drop
All a the heat rise to the beat wise
To that nigga that spit that street fire
Mystikal
You're b**** made like Dorothy
You belong in a soroioty
Like candy
But rhyming and double timing
I take my thirteen shot I pray my style is drunken
And you know we doin the big beat
Oh hell yeah it's gonna be bumpin
Givin' you somethin to beat the block with
Meet the cops with my stamina's incredible
So sucka don't try to stop this the d-u-n-g-e-o-n family
Merrily life is but a dream
I mean a nightmare 'cos it's scarin' me but I live
Gotta give one double O percent above the rest
Yeah that daddy fat sacks gon burst
Yeah know that east point never stop like that
All the way to decatur
If it don't bump off in the club
If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk
If you round our neck of the woods
'Cos the people on the block gonna show you where to drop
If it don't bump off in the club you can't rock
If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk it ain't knock
If you round our neck of the woods you better stop
'Cos the people on the block gonna show you where to drop
Hey
Andre three thousand
Must look beyond
Reason for a gun
Strong believer in self-preservation
Aahhhhh
In the state of confused
City of forgotten fate
Street address
But generation Y high to the point that I drink
Runnin' on a new one
Walkin' in my silver boots
What if I told you that even if you made clocks
Stops
Then re-arrange and change things that's on your mind
Would you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?
Would you holler that I'm live and ask another?
Or take no heat and run for cover?
If it don't bump off in the club
If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk
If you round our neck of the woods
'Cos the people on the block gonna show you where to drop
If it don't bump off in the club
If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk
If you round our neck of the woods
'Cos the people on the block gonna show you where to drop
If it don't bump off in the club
If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk
If you round our neck of the woods
'Cos the people on the block gonna show you where to drop
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