Mystikal Not That Nigga (Remix) Lyrics      I'm not really the type of nigga to play the gangsta   Cause usually I be coolin   But straight off the motherfuckin breast   I ain't comin for no foolishness   100 volts on the mic kept on it seven nine doing that then I'm probably chillin   Totin' that crazy off bottle til I'm blitzed   Look-a-here nigga yall know that feelin   But I ain't that type of nigga to shoot the shit if you're on my shit list   But I'm that type of nigga that's quick to handle my business   Im makin a run with shit that I've done   Im wavin a gun now see what you've brung me   Make niggas get brung strung then hung with the slip of a tongue   I unfold a truck-load as I explode   Them bitches can't hold they self though when I'm in my fuck mode   Im keepin'em tight I'm keepin'em hype   I'm leavin'em right I'm even uptight   Holdin the mic and say the word FUCK more times then Dolomite   I'm that nigga that got the last words you got served   Smokin fat herbs and gunnin niggas down like backbirds   With fast words observe I'm funky like badgers   But I'm much much more then a mouth full of adverbs and bad words   Stick dick to your lip like chapstick   My graphic I rap with   More flava more paper I'm colder then a cup of Kool-Aid   Ain't never been done before so nigga then why try   Hittin harder then Popeye slappin motherfuckers like ChaCha   I fuck with a capitol F put Maxwells to death cuz nigga I club there   And I'ma continue to flow until I come up on my last breath   So 'fo we raise up (OH!)   Homies chase a (HOE!)   See I'm that nigga that said so where the nine look nigga stay low   look-a-here      Chorus    I'm not that nigga   I'm not that nigga   I'm not that nigga to fuck with   (background:He ain't that nigga to fuck with)      You'll get picked off   Keep fuckin wit a nigga like me get hip-tossed   Fuck fightin faggot nigga I know   Had jumped your bitch ass like Kriss-Kross   And look at the riddle that I belittle   Witout a trumbone nor a fiddle   I'll jump in your eardrum and play paradiddle   Stop wantin' to ditch   I'm hummin' this bitch and comin up rich   In case you hadn't noticed I'm 'bout a FIRED-EM UP son of a bitch   Inch by inch as I drench   I'm a silver clench   That bullshit that y'all niggas thought was a criminal choke the pain of a pinch   I got more gimmicks to make them bitches bounce like DJ Jimmy    They can't get near me cause they fear me   But yall don't hear me   Just like that bitch I saw   Who hit my fucking car   Look-a-here I'm ran that hoe from Chipawah to Wichita   I'm steady professsin' so niggas can get that funky lesson    I effervescent as i'm that resident from that fuckin crescent   That nigga that know how   Makin' them bitches say (Go Child)   Poppin' that pushin and shakin' that ass like at a loo-ow   So pass me the pen and the paper the pen and the pussy now PASS ME THE MIC   Show you I'll jump on yo' ass just like a Palmadite   I shot more shit then Shawn Kemp I got more bitches then a world pimp   And got more flavour then a brown shrimp   I'm a be comin up off some shit that make a niggas want to start some shit   But if you ain't brought shit   Then I ain't the nigga to start shit wit'      Chorus      You couldn't fuck with the old but all of a sudden what make you think you can   fuck wit the new shit   You stuck on stupid   I ain'ts that nigga to fool wit'   A nigga might sprout up talkin about WHAT   The only way to keep my muthafuckin name out your muthafuckin mouth   is keep your muthafuckin mouth shut   I don't stumble and fumble more fire in the gutter   I'm takin'em ten at a time cause I ain't SCARED of you muthafuckers   I'm strippin'em up   I'm rippin'em up and flippin'em off   And then I continue to flow on rhymes I single then double then triple 'em up huh   Making passes    Seen massive titties and pussies and asses   But got more hoes than the Bayou Classic   More vicious then BooBoo wash you up like doodoo   I'm blacker then Voodoo, harder then a raw ramen noodle   Ice like T, I'm Cool like Jay,in effect like Rex   I'm Grand like Puh huh, huh daddy are you?   I'm Ice like T, rock like Kim, fuck it   Spice like One but got more Enemies then the Public nigga   I kick it at random standin' here gummin' til the bare gum   Bitchin' and pitchin' a temper tantrum to the hair drum   The bigger will pummel a nigga that's little   You can't compare a nigga like Mystikal to Skid Row or Ugly Kid Joe   But yet you steadily pickin dirt with me    You irk me    What when you jerk your woman now tell your bitch to stop flirting wit me   I'm giving it to you man y'all strong as a fan belt,   I came though   I know you niggas can't fuck wit me cause I can't fuck wit my damn self   I'm making a mummble as i utter    Nigga you beating me is like cuttin a field of grass with wire cutters   I,Get deeper than Lou Rawls I'm breakin'em off   Instead of fuckin' with me you safer walkin' in a lion's den with pork chop drawers   I'm ready to gaze and blaze    Flip up the gauge and pick up the pace   I'm more deadly then having safe sex, with a bitch with AIDS   A nigga like myself is BAD for you hoe health   I fucked that bitch one time and now that hoe can't help herself   That shit be kicks a niggas be smokin in cliques and fuckin'em tricks   I roll in from that Big Easy   Where they boot-up bitch    A niggas that rumble over the least mumbo-jumbo   Standing tall like Mutumbo but talk more shit than Briant Gumble   That's how we do it when we kick it back on my block   It's pop or get popped   Kill or get killed   Drop or get dropped   And nigga be wondering why they always findin' theyselves in some dumb shit   Cause I ain't, cause I ain't, cause I ain't that nigga to fuck with bitch      Chorus End