[B.G.]
Ohhh
Man, somethin' stank
Ooohh
You smell that?
I don't know what that is
k**in' is like a hobby: somethin' that B.G. do for fun
It don't help to run - I'll empty 'em all out the drum
When it come down to one-eight-seven I don't play
When it come down to you or me, it won't be me
Got quick hands, call me "Quick Draw", I'll draw first
Hit ya, loosen up your head, watch your sh** burst
Been about gun-play, puttin' bustas on T-shirts
Creepin' down the one-way lettin' that AK work
Ain't too many n***as I beef with still here
Might could count a few rollin' 'round in a wheelchair
n***a know my background - so, cowards, stay your distance
Know if you get into it with me you get splitted
Know you could cause your momma or sister to come up missin'
It could be broad daylight - I'll walk up and twist 'em
I don't give a motherf** - act like ya know
If not, then ask the police for my M.O
(Hook-4x [Turk & B.G.])
[Turk] God damn!!! What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[Turk]
I'll make sure that a n***a is cooked and well-done
Stand over the b**h - give it to him one by one
I gotcha down bad, I'ma leave ya, cousin
No matter what time it is, I'ma leave ya, cousin
A n***a won't go in that ocean for ya - bring it on
Do or die, n***a - you or me gon' be gone
I ain't scared at all - my nuts hang low, wodie
Try sizin me up, that a** gotta go, wodie
Six under the dirt
Is where you'll be f**in' with this n***a: Turk
I'll knock your head off, put your back in your chest
Play the same twitch straight to the project
Just chill - sit back and lay low
Stay on my p's and q's - keep the four-four
You know how it go: give b**h-n***as hell
And I'll make sure they'll never get well
(Hook [Turk & B.G.])
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[B.G.]
I got bad nerves - don't make me click if I do
What happen after I finish with you is on you
I warned you - you can't never say I didn't
Brains painted on the ground when I stop spittin'
"To society I'm a menace" is what the judge said to me
Trippin' 'cause I keep a automatic that's fully
Finger stay on the trigger - see my enemy, I'm pullin'
b**h-n***a say he feel me, laughed at me, say I wouldn't
You know Geezy couldn't let that slide by
I do walk-up's, never drive-by's
Grab a n***a by his head, whisper to him 'fore I do him
"Why," I said, "you're here, wodie?" - execute him
That there raw, huh - I know, n***a
Geezy ain't no ho, n***a
Been cutthroat, been playin' the game how it go, n***a
So if you like livin', mind your own business
Or you gonna be traced in white chalk, ya here me
(Hook [Turk & B.G.])
[Turk] God damn!!! What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell?
[B.G.] That's that n***a who will never get well
[B.G.]
Never get well
He'll never get well (Damn, that stank!)
Never get well
Where that sh** comin' from? Man, that stank!
Hell, you see, man, where that sh** comin' from?
That sh** stank
I think that's comin' from under the house over there
Oh no no, that sh** comin from that trunk of that car we just walked by
I don't know where that sh** comin' from
I know that sh** stank