Текст песни Not That Nigga - Mystikal
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
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'
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
End
Read
more:
MYSTIKAL
- NOT
THAT
NIGGA
(REMIX)
LYRICS
1 Y'all Ain't Ready Yet
2 Murderer
3 Beware
4 Mr. Hood Critic
5 I'm
6 Out That Boot Camp Clicc (Radio / Video Version)
7 Not That Nigga
8 Smoke Something
9 That Nigga Ain't Shit!
10 Mind Of Mystikal
11 Here I Go
12 Never Gonna Bounce (The Dream)
13 Y'all Ain't Ready Yet (Remix)
14 Not That Nigga - Remix
15 Dedicated To Michelle Tyler
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