Naughty by Nature Respect Due Lyrics

Poverty’s Paradise Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro Skit
  • 2 Poverty’s Paradise
  • 3 Clap Yo Hands
  • 4 City of Ci‐Lo
  • 5 Hang Out and Hustle
  • 6 It’s Workin’
  • 7 Holdin’ Fort
  • 8 Chain Remains
  • 9 Feel Me Flow
  • 10 Craziest
  • 11 Radio Skit
  • 12 Sunshine
  • 13 Webber (skit)
  • 14 Respect Due
  • 15 World Go Round
  • 16 Klickow‐Klickow
  • 17 Double I (skit)
  • 18 Slang Bang
  • 19 Shout Out
  • 20 Outro
  • 21 Connections
  • [Treach]
    We're on wax and it concerns ya that's make us eternal like a picture
    Ya ***** ya, I'll fix ya, raise a rapture ripped ya scripture
    I'll mac a meal in fact until I stack the bills ta rack the skills
    Ta get a track ta kill them rap at will, the I is capital
    Double L, lower case t-o-w-n
    No trouble, I'll bust your bubble then leave you for ruin
    Such come a dime a dozen, **** some
    You lost the race by a **** slut's cum 'cause nuts won
    What fun freaking it frequently, freak wit me, slick ta freak quick
    Your girl's poonany's packed like the freaknic
    We get redicu-down-diculous and devious, believe me *****
    Now your ****ing soul ain't so mischievous
    Diss who? We're the hip-hop rap pounder founder
    Ricocheting PM to AM, frying freestyle flounders
    Big as bouncers
    Ounce ta ounces
    Don't make us check you
    Yes you, just know respect due!

    I'm hearing *****s in the game yappin this yappin that
    Talking Vinnie don't write and Vinnie can't rap
    But I bet if you put a pen and pad in my hand
    I could write it in your face my friend, put it on tape and then
    Give it to my ***** Kay Gee, he produces me
    Pump it through the Flavor Unit, spread it through the industry
    The next three weeks my single done peaked on the rap sheets
    Sound's knocking from malls to swap meets
    And then there's oh mad tours and oh mad whores
    We sign autographs by the G's in the in-stores
    And then there's oh mad sex and ASCAP checks
    So when I, um, plex it, it's me I'm in the beamer or Lexus
    Guess which ***** is next to flex this
    Style that I be rippin's authentic so don't text this

    You can fool some of the people some of the time but not all of the people all of the time
    Some of the rhymes some of the times 'cause some of the 9's some of em mine
    And bout a brown as Bobby wit a trolley
    To bury Halle, it's chocolate so pardon Dolly as a hobby
    When it comes to harm me ya don't alarm me
    'cause I roll wit Double I and Ron G's army
    So that's 235 on a slang bang
    And see Ron wit a ***** for ****ing A-Train
    And that's deep like the minds of Minolta
    Deep ditch like the Swedish knits on John Travolta
    If you don't look good we don't look good
    These nuts that soon clear the room
    So boom to the break and break, ah, to the snap
    And snap ta the beat, I'll freak them, bring it back
    So's I had no choice but ta roll wit the flow
    Plus I came over the bridge and I ain't wasting my toll

    Written by: Vincent Brown, Anthony Criss, Edward Jr. Fordham, Marvin Gaye, Keir Gist, Berry, Jr Gordy, Marcus Jones, Alphonso Mizell, James Nyx, Freddie Perren, Antonio Perry, Deke Richards
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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