Check Yo Self –

Yeah, word is bond

Das EFX in this yaknowhatI'msayin

Straight from the sewer, word is bond

We doing this with my nigga

Where my nigga Ice Cube in the motherfucker

Word is bond, yeah



You better check yo self before you wreck yo self

'Cause I'm bad for your health

I come real stealth

Dropping bombs on your moms

F*ck car alarms

Doing foul crime

I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine

Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know

And friends know we got the indo

No I'm not a sucker sitting in a House of Pain

And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya

Head-butt ya, you say you can't touch this

And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mothafucka

Here to let you know boy - oh boy

I make dough but don't call me Dough Boy

This ain't no fucking motion picture

A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get wit-cha

And hit you taking that yack to the neck

So you better run a check



So come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self



'Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health



Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played

'Cause they bitchmade pulling out a switchblade

That's kinda trifle cause that's a knife, ho

AK-47, assault rifle

Hold the fifty

I'm nifty, pow

I gotta new style, watch out now

I hate motherfuckers claiming that they folding bank

But steady talking shit in the holding tank

First you wanna step to me

Now your ass screaming for the deputy

They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row

Now they running up in you slow

You're gone, used to be the Don Juan

Check that shit out

Now your name is just Twan

Switch it, snap it, rolling your eyes and neck

You better run a check



So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self

So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self



'Cause big dicks up yo ass is bad for yo health



If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate

You coulda had a V8

Instead of a tre-eight slug to the cranium

I got six and I'm aiming em

Will I shoot or keep you guessing

'Cause f*ck you and that shit you stressing

Bitch get off the wood, you're no good

There goes the neighbourhood hooker

Go ahead and keep your drawers

Giving up the claps and who needs applause

At a time like this, pop the coochie and you dead

The bitch is a Miami Hurricane head

Sprung, niggas call her Lips and Lungs

Nappy dugout get the f*ck out

'Cause women like you gets no respect

Bitch you better run a check



So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self



'Cause bitches like you is bad for my health

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