Lyrics Ya Bad Chubbs - Chubb Rock
This
is
an
introduction
To
music
that
just
be
pumpin'
While
hits
just
be
dippin'
The
intention
is
for
humpin'
the
floor
Shinin'
the
wood
with
our
jeans
If
it's
denim
don't
worry
It's
hip
hop
don't
hem
'em
Money
earnin'
concernin'
I'll
be
teachin'
and
learnin'
Gettin'
hot
from
my
rhymes
and
my
looks
Not
from
bourbon
No
solution
no
remedy
No
cure
like
a
deodorant
Yo
you
have
to
be
sure
That
if
you
talk
up
or
walk
up
into
myface
That
wouldn't
become
a
big
public
disgrace
'Cause
i'll
ban
you,
burn
you
up,
and
tan
you
Treat
you
like
the
elephant
And
man
you
will
be
hocked
and
locked
in
a
jar
with
a
lid
Hangin'
on
a
wall
in
michael
jackson's
crib
'Cause
i'm
bad,
in
fact
i'm
a
thriller
I
drink
milk,
that's
why
i'm
a
top
biller
Like
a
funeral
home,
i'll
make
a
killing
I'm
not
giz
even
though
i'm
still
chillin'
Guys
say
i'm
scary,
girls
say
i'm
cuddly
Rough
like
bark
but
dark
and
lovely
This
ain't
no
game
and
i'm
no
toy
And
like
anita
baker,
i'll
bring
you
joy
With
my
word
when
i
open
my
mouth
Ask
oliver
north
to
go
and
break
south
A
homo
is
a
no-no
but
you
know
i'll
smack
a
faggot
Boy,
you
got
to
see
me,
i'm
rich
like
jimmy
swaggart
I'm
a
loon
and
ya
know,
comin'
soon
A
rhyme
kicked
to
this
popeye
tune
This
is
hip
hop
with
a
little
be-bop
And
i
won't
flop
'cause
i
can't
stop
I
will
mop
up
the
slop
and
then
go
to
the
top
'Cause
i'm
not
robocop,
i'm
chubb
rock
I'm
chubb
rock
risin'
and
i'll
break
your
leg
And
i'm
more
than
a
forty
ounce,
i'm
more
like
a
keg
And
i'm
the
big
dipper,
rippin'
like
jack
the
ripper
And
if
you
want
the
proof,
the
proof
is
in
my
liquor
So
you
knew
it
and
you
blew
it,
let's
get
to
it
Gonna
run
you
over
with
a
rhyme
that's
like
a
big
buick
And
since
you
think
you're
slender,
i'll
slap
you
with
a
fender
And
bind
you
up,
wind
you
up,
and
grind
you
up
in
a
blender
And
then
i'll
serve
you
with
coffee
and
cake
Oh
damn,
i
should've
had
a
v-8,
oh
well
I'll
put
you
on
a
plate
so
it
looks
a
little
neater
You're
a
tramp,
so
i'll
sprinkle
salt
and
pepper
And
paprika
on
your
face,
like
mace
So
you
can
taste
immediately
Just
like
the
base
that
went
up
your
nose
previously
So
it
seems
you're
too
zooed
to
battle
Word's
up
chump,
acne
bump,
skidaddle
You're
a
nine,
i'm
a
ten
Victory
is
mine
agai,
this
bud's
for
me
So
here,
take
a
heineken
With
your
self-esteem,
you
will
never
redeem
Like
martin
luther
king,
you
have
a
dream
That
maybe
you
will
beat
me,
maybe
defeat
me
But
you're
too
illiterate,
so
i
won't
consider
it
Weak
is
the
word
and
the
rhyme
is
identical
This
is
not
the
late
show
And
i'm
not
arsenio
hall
But
quite
tall
with
the
gall
And
i
have
magic
and
i
can
play
ball
And
guys
won't
boo
this,
girls
will
jsut
screw
this
It's
ludicrous
but
we
can
dothis
'Cause
you're
new
to
this,
brutus
I'm
so
smooth
that
i'm
the
smoothest
I'm
not
handsome
but
i
am
the
cutest
you
ever
had
That's
why
i'm
so
glad
that
i'm
so
good
i'm
bad
Album
And the Winner Is...
1 Stop That Train
2 What a Difference
3 Same Old Thing
4 Bump the Floor
5 And the Winner Is... (The Grammys)
6 He's Funky
7 Blow the Whistle
8 Caught Up (Remix)
9 Bonus Beat
10 She's With Someone
11 Mr. Nobody Is Somebody Now
12 Hi Jack
13 Ya Bad Chubbs
14 Hip Hop Rodeo
15 Gonna Do It for You
16 Nothing Can Stop Us Now
17 Talkin' Loud, Ain't Sayin' Jack
18 Don't Trespass
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