| Song | Spray Yourself |
| Artist | C-BO |
| Album | Enemy of the State |
| 作词 : Ellis, Thomas, Thomas | |
| (feat. Yukmouth) | |
| [Yukmouth] | |
| THUGG LORD !!!!!!! | |
| Salute! | |
| Whut bitch, aiight, AIIGHT! | |
| We got a bitch ass nigga in our presence | |
| A fucking imposter | |
| Get yo ass up nigga | |
| Whats up nigga | |
| You ain't no mothafuckin made man | |
| Money don't make you no made man nigga | |
| The mob make you a made man you bitch | |
| Now get on the floor nigga | |
| [Yukmouth] | |
| Nigga shank yourself | |
| Nigga stab yourself | |
| Nigga spray yourself | |
| Nigga blast yourself | |
| Nigga's packed with wealth | |
| Though I come through fast and stealth | |
| Your fuckin stack get dealt | |
| Now they on thier self | |
| Like massika blast to kill | |
| Never try to graze niggaz | |
| Just cause you a paid nigga | |
| That doesn't mean your made nigga | |
| You Gay nigga | |
| I pay niggas | |
| To spray niggaz | |
| Lay niggaz down for the gray glitter | |
| Send you to the GRAVEDIGGAZ!... | |
| Ready to die I aint afraid nigga | |
| I make money, money never make.... niggaz | |
| I break niggaz | |
| Wake up with a .45 pointed in your face nigga | |
| Now where the safe nigga | |
| I take your rolex honeycomb face out the safe | |
| I gotta get my money on straight | |
| The South is gay | |
| These phony ass rappers is fake | |
| About to hate make a move out of state | |
| Regime Killerz about face | |
| Aw hell the Thugg Lord Salute Me! | |
| Put 21 guns in the sky nigga rush yours | |
| Cause none of yall niggaz want war | |
| Fake ass CB4, Gusto still Yuk flow whut the fuck for | |
| We I walk I scrape my knuckles across the ground | |
| Guerrila walking across town beating down Blood Hounds | |
| Yall niggaz sound like Mystikal | |
| Get some skills thuggin on wax I do this shit for real | |
| BITCH! | |
| [Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)] | |
| You aint a made man you made yourself | |
| Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself | |
| Hey!......... | |
| Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth | |
| Now they shit just stay on the shelf | |
| Spray Yourself!! | |
| (We made men, paid men, that made it all) | |
| (Born to this shit and ready to ball) | |
| (Spray Yourself) | |
| (Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall) | |
| (Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers) | |
| (Spray Yourself) | |
| [C-BO] | |
| Now who the fuck is these weak rappers | |
| Acting like they real but thier fake phony cuban zirconan actors | |
| The Mob father bringing it real for all the mobstars | |
| While other niggaz in this game to win an oscar | |
| Scared of mobstas | |
| Can't do a concert unless they are paying themself | |
| Can't get a real bitch so they lay yourself | |
| Heeeeey!!!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeey!!!!!! | |
| Can't get the pussy unless they paying your wealth | |
| You motherfuckers need to spray yourself | |
| What! What! | |
| Heard Bossaline a major pay per event | |
| Now we gon see you on some murderous shit | |
| Have you heard of this clique | |
| Thugg Lord | |
| Yukmouth close the door | |
| Lets take these Toy Soldiers to war | |
| Remember back when you wasn't shit | |
| At my hotel with the bundles of shit | |
| Give my a hundred g's to bust on your shit | |
| And I touched the shit | |
| Real niggaz that had enough of this shit | |
| Going platinum without a nann nigga bumpin your shit | |
| Now tell me | |
| Weak nigga how you do dat deah | |
| Westcoast Mobb father bitch we don't care | |
| You must of bought your own shit | |
| To you they shoot your own shit | |
| Came here without poppin your own deal its on bitch | |
| You must forgot when I helped your ass out | |
| Back when you was rollin around town in a glass house | |
| When I see how I might light that ass up | |
| See if you westbound bitch you better gas up mash up bitch | |
| [Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)] | |
| You aint a made man you made yourself | |
| Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself | |
| Hey!......... | |
| Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth | |
| Now they shit just stay on the shelf | |
| Spray Yourself!! | |
| (We made men, paid men, that made it all) | |
| (Born to this shit and ready to ball) | |
| (Spray Yourself) | |
| (Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall) | |
| (Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers) | |
| (Spray Yourself) | |
| [Yukmouth] | |
| Alright | |
| Ready to talk yourself marching | |
| I be startin a war so just marching | |
| Parking the ??? in front of the mansion | |
| Fuck apartments | |
| Fuck that shit you talking | |
| Bullshit be barking | |
| I often smoking blunts on my doobe in your coffin | |
| Rap-A-Lot niggaz boss ballin' | |
| Shot callin' | |
| The come to be the boss my niggaz all flossin' | |
| See many loss ends | |
| Trying to keep up | |
| Sell Cheba | |
| Next tell selly a thousand Rap-A-Lot beepers | |
| Smoke reefa | |
| Regime Leader the prime suspect | |
| Something like Puff but I got a new millimeter I ain't bust yet | |
| It ain't a fine bitch a senorita I ain't fucked yet | |
| I pop X | |
| I rub sex | |
| They love this Thugg shit | |
| Niggaz say Yuk next to take the West over | |
| The fuckin best blower | |
| Chronic catch and sess smoker | |
| The AK 47, Uzi, and Tec holder | |
| I'm the nigga you heard stressed over | |
| And get no rest over | |
| Nigga wrecked by the neck screaming with sweat on ya | |
| Go to sleep with a vest on ya | |
| Cause I creep death on ya | |
| Pull my Tec on ya | |
| Hop on dubs and skates | |
| Sinceraly yours the nigga you love to hate | |
| Lil Bitch! | |
| [Chorus: Yukmouth (C-BO)] | |
| You aint a made man you made yourself | |
| Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself | |
| Hey!......... | |
| Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth | |
| Now they shit just stay on the shelf | |
| Spray Yourself!! | |
| (We made men, paid men, that made it all) | |
| (Born to this shit and ready to ball) | |
| (Spray Yourself) | |
| (Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall) | |
| (Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers) | |
| (Spray Yourself) |
| zuò cí : Ellis, Thomas, Thomas | |
| feat. Yukmouth | |
| Yukmouth | |
| THUGG LORD nbsp!!!!!!! | |
| Salute! | |
| Whut bitch, aiight, AIIGHT! | |
| We got a bitch ass nigga in our presence | |
| A fucking imposter | |
| Get yo ass up nigga | |
| Whats up nigga | |
| You ain' t no mothafuckin made man | |
| Money don' t make you no made man nigga | |
| The mob make you a made man you bitch | |
| Now get on the floor nigga | |
| Yukmouth | |
| Nigga shank yourself | |
| Nigga stab yourself | |
| Nigga spray yourself | |
| Nigga blast yourself | |
| Nigga' s packed with wealth | |
| Though I come through fast and stealth | |
| Your fuckin stack get dealt | |
| Now they on thier self | |
| Like massika blast to kill | |
| Never try to graze niggaz | |
| Just cause you a paid nigga | |
| That doesn' t mean your made nigga | |
| You Gay nigga | |
| I pay niggas | |
| To spray niggaz | |
| Lay niggaz down for the gray glitter | |
| Send you to the GRAVEDIGGAZ!... | |
| Ready to die I aint afraid nigga | |
| I make money, money never make.... niggaz | |
| I break niggaz | |
| Wake up with a . 45 pointed in your face nigga | |
| Now where the safe nigga | |
| I take your rolex honeycomb face out the safe | |
| I gotta get my money on straight | |
| The South is gay | |
| These phony ass rappers is fake | |
| About to hate make a move out of state | |
| Regime Killerz about face | |
| Aw hell the Thugg Lord Salute Me! | |
| Put 21 guns in the sky nigga rush yours | |
| Cause none of yall niggaz want war | |
| Fake ass CB4, Gusto still Yuk flow whut the fuck for | |
| We I walk I scrape my knuckles across the ground | |
| Guerrila walking across town beating down Blood Hounds | |
| Yall niggaz sound like Mystikal | |
| Get some skills thuggin on wax I do this shit for real | |
| BITCH! | |
| Chorus: Yukmouth CBO | |
| You aint a made man you made yourself | |
| Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself | |
| Hey!......... | |
| Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth | |
| Now they shit just stay on the shelf | |
| Spray Yourself!! | |
| We made men, paid men, that made it all | |
| Born to this shit and ready to ball | |
| Spray Yourself | |
| Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall | |
| Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers | |
| Spray Yourself | |
| CBO | |
| Now who the fuck is these weak rappers | |
| Acting like they real but thier fake phony cuban zirconan actors | |
| The Mob father bringing it real for all the mobstars | |
| While other niggaz in this game to win an oscar | |
| Scared of mobstas | |
| Can' t do a concert unless they are paying themself | |
| Can' t get a real bitch so they lay yourself | |
| Heeeeey!!!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeey!!!!!! | |
| Can' t get the pussy unless they paying your wealth | |
| You motherfuckers need to spray yourself | |
| What! What! | |
| Heard Bossaline a major pay per event | |
| Now we gon see you on some murderous shit | |
| Have you heard of this clique | |
| Thugg Lord | |
| Yukmouth close the door | |
| Lets take these Toy Soldiers to war | |
| Remember back when you wasn' t shit | |
| At my hotel with the bundles of shit | |
| Give my a hundred g' s to bust on your shit | |
| And I touched the shit | |
| Real niggaz that had enough of this shit | |
| Going platinum without a nann nigga bumpin your shit | |
| Now tell me | |
| Weak nigga how you do dat deah | |
| Westcoast Mobb father bitch we don' t care | |
| You must of bought your own shit | |
| To you they shoot your own shit | |
| Came here without poppin your own deal its on bitch | |
| You must forgot when I helped your ass out | |
| Back when you was rollin around town in a glass house | |
| When I see how I might light that ass up | |
| See if you westbound bitch you better gas up mash up bitch | |
| Chorus: Yukmouth CBO | |
| You aint a made man you made yourself | |
| Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself | |
| Hey!......... | |
| Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth | |
| Now they shit just stay on the shelf | |
| Spray Yourself!! | |
| We made men, paid men, that made it all | |
| Born to this shit and ready to ball | |
| Spray Yourself | |
| Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall | |
| Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers | |
| Spray Yourself | |
| Yukmouth | |
| Alright | |
| Ready to talk yourself marching | |
| I be startin a war so just marching | |
| Parking the nbsp??? in front of the mansion | |
| Fuck apartments | |
| Fuck that shit you talking | |
| Bullshit be barking | |
| I often smoking blunts on my doobe in your coffin | |
| RapALot niggaz boss ballin' | |
| Shot callin' | |
| The come to be the boss my niggaz all flossin' | |
| See many loss ends | |
| Trying to keep up | |
| Sell Cheba | |
| Next tell selly a thousand RapALot beepers | |
| Smoke reefa | |
| Regime Leader the prime suspect | |
| Something like Puff but I got a new millimeter I ain' t bust yet | |
| It ain' t a fine bitch a senorita I ain' t fucked yet | |
| I pop X | |
| I rub sex | |
| They love this Thugg shit | |
| Niggaz say Yuk next to take the West over | |
| The fuckin best blower | |
| Chronic catch and sess smoker | |
| The AK 47, Uzi, and Tec holder | |
| I' m the nigga you heard stressed over | |
| And get no rest over | |
| Nigga wrecked by the neck screaming with sweat on ya | |
| Go to sleep with a vest on ya | |
| Cause I creep death on ya | |
| Pull my Tec on ya | |
| Hop on dubs and skates | |
| Sinceraly yours the nigga you love to hate | |
| Lil Bitch! | |
| Chorus: Yukmouth CBO | |
| You aint a made man you made yourself | |
| Give that bitch an AK let him spray yourself | |
| Hey!......... | |
| Alot of niggaz get paid to wealth | |
| Now they shit just stay on the shelf | |
| Spray Yourself!! | |
| We made men, paid men, that made it all | |
| Born to this shit and ready to ball | |
| Spray Yourself | |
| Rather then kill ya nigga on the wall | |
| Nigga and stick the motherfuckin Ten up in your drawers | |
| Spray Yourself |