Check Yo Self Remix

So come on and chick-ity-check yo self before you wreck yo self

You betta check yo self for you wreck yo self

Cause I'm bad for your health

I come real stealth

Droppin bombs on ya moms, fuck car alarms

Do without one mother nigga wit yo Alpine

Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know

And friends know, we got that indoe

Yo I'm not a sucka, sittin 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 motherfucker

Here to let you know boy, oh boy

I make dough, but don't call me Dough-Boy

This ain't no fuckin picture

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

And hit ya, makin they yack to the neck

So you better run a check


Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played

Cause they bitch may pullin out a switchblade

That's kinda trifle, cause that's a knife-o AK-47, assault rifle

Hold the fifty, I'm nifty now, [Watch out now]

I hate motherfuckers claimin that they foldin bank

But steady talkin shit in the holdin tank

First you wanna step to me, now your ass screamin for the deputy

They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row, now the runnin up in ya slow

You're God, used to be the Don Juan, now your name is just Twan

Switch it, snap it, rollin your eyes and neck, you better run a check


Big dicks in ya ass is bad for your health

If you're foul you better run a make on that license plate you coulda had a V8

Instead of a trey-eight slug to ya cranium

I got six and I'm aimin em

Will I bus or keep you guessin

Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin

Bitch, get off the wood, you no good

There goes the neighborhood hooker

Go ahead and keep your drawers

givin up the claps and who needs applause at a

time like this, pop ya coochie and ya dead

Bitch is a Miami Hurricane head

Sprung, niggas call her lips and lungs

Nappy dugout, get the fuck out

Cause women like you gets no respect

Bitch, you better run a check


Cause bitches like you is bad for my health

Cause the Lench Mob is bad for ya health

Nine-trey, remix, old school tip, yeah

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from goin under