Lyrics: DJ Kayslay. I Never Liked Ya Ass.

Don't see Kay in these motherfuckin' streets dog
Nigga walkin' around in this motherfucker
Lookin' shocked and stupid, baby
We runnin' these motherfuckin' streets for real

Kay Slay, holla at goddamn baby
Kay Slay, they don't want me out here
They don't want you out here, dog
This is motherfuckin' Face Mob, Kayslay, New York City

Holla at ya goddamn baby
We don't rock no motherfuckin' ice, baby
We rock this real shit, dog
And if you think a nigga bullshittin'
Come fuck wit it, it's goin' down

Let's put an ending to chatter, nigga, see me in gloves
I'm the poof in the booth, bitch, read it in blood
It's Face at you, freezin' motherfuckers like a statue
I got a loaded Kay Slay pointed at you

The end of your beginning, before you even get it started
You fucked up, now you in the presence of a heartless
Nigga, from out the gutter, spit it and don't stutter
I'm a gangsta, raised around the dope fiends and hustlers

But silence is golden, and the streets don't talk
Don't let shit slide, 'cause beef don't walk
We attack hoes, fuck a nigga with whack flows
I'm the last of a dying, bitch, act like you don't know

I'm the reason you niggas walk around thug
Just remember, I'm the one made, you can get touched
So what you fittin' to put a record out, you a motherfuckin' sellout
Slay told me to knock your ass out

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the chay spit

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the chay spit

Snow white five glendin', the elevator with the crib
Blend with it kid, I feel one of them Bill Clinton's
Mills is spent, still don', still rentin'
Still yacht flyin', still killin' fish, still killin' clicks

The fifth out, don't even breathe out
And gonna with the ill thieves, slick hammers, we all fam
What, pull out the four, pop the truck, see the luxury morgue
The casket leather, the python seeks your dog

Flashback, he and them Benz's lenses
Actin' like he did ten sentences, son ain't real
He got excited, parked the truck, just leaned the lighter
Twist the blunt, sat back, son beepin', we drove off

It's money on it, until them young niggas don' on it
Devour the snitches, you get on, you born with it
Make a toast for hours, for all the money and power
The right division, don't never let corns get it, drama

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the chay spit

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the chay spit

Pass the rock, you niggas gassed a lot
I never liked ya ass, but then again, you can't be shocked
Most feared in this rap game, and ain't for frontin'
Best believe when shit pop off, I'm blazin' somethin'

It's the J to the Izzo, you know the rest
Nigga can't get a Twiz-O, but flow the best
I've been doin' this for years, ruinin' careers
Niggas never wanna listen 'til the toolies in the air

It's the kid that don't be givin' a fuck, I hold a shit outta grudge
The type of nigga that'll spit at the judge
Niggas gettin' gelled, they say I'm livin' it up
'Cuz I'm at Hollywood with Denzel, flickin' it up

I play the corner when the shit is hot, summer time in the X
Kay Slay got the shit on lock
That's where you go to find the God body
Second to none, unless you compare him to John Gotti, God

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the chay spit

And you was right, I never liked ya motherfuckin' ass
To start with, you know, it's better get your self regardless
And Kay, bitch, you picked the right nigga to play with
Now you got a leakin' T-shirt from the chay spit