Check Yo Self - Remix

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Yeah

(So come on and chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self)

Check

Yeah...

You better check yo self before you wreck yo self

'Cuz I'm bad for your health

I come real stealth droppin' bombs on ya moms

Fuck car alarms

Doin' foul crime, I'm that nigga wit'cha Alpine

Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know

And friends know, we got the indo

No, I'm not a sucker, sittin' in a house of pain

And, no, I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya

Head butt 'ya, you say you can't touch this

And I wouldn't touch ya', punk motherfucka'

Here to let you know boy, oh boy

I make dough, but don't call me Dough Boy

This ain't no fuckin' motion picture

A guy or bitch-a, my nigga get witcha

And hit ya, takin' that yack to the neck

So you better run a check

So come on and chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self

'Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health

Chickity-check

Chickity-check

Tricks wanna step to Cube and then they get played

'Cause they bitch may pullin' out a switchblade

That's kinda trifle, 'cause that's a knife-o

AK-47, assault rifle

Hold the fifty, I'm nifty, pow

Got a new style, watch out now

I hate motherfuckers claimin' that they foldin' bank

But steady talkin' shit in the holding tank

First you wanna step to me

Now your ass screamin' for the deputy

They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row

Now they runnin' up in ya slow

You're gone, used to be the Don Juan

Now your name is just Twan

Switch it, snap it, rollin' your eyes and neck

You better run a check

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Come on and check yo self before you wrickity wreck yo self

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Big dicks in yo ass is bad for yo health

Chickity-check

Punk

Chickity-check

If you're foul, you better run a make on that license plate

You coulda had a V8

Instead of a tre-eight slug to the cranium

I got six and I'm aimin' 'em

Will I bust or keep you guessin'

And fuck you and that shit ya stressin'

Bitch, get off the wood, you're no good

There goes the neighborhood hooker

Go ahead and keep your drawers

Givin up the claps and who needs applause

At a time like this, pop the coochie and ya dead

The bitch is a Miami Hurricane hit

Sprung niggaz call her 'Lips and Lungs'

Nappy dugout, get the fuck out

'Cause women like you gets no respect

Bitch, you better run a check

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Come on and check yo self before you wrickity wreck yo self

'Cause bitches like you is bad for my health

Chickity check

Punk

Chickity check

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Come on and check yo self before you wrickity wreck yo self

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

So chickity check yo self before you wreck yo self

Come on and check yo self before you wrickity wreck yo self

'Cause the lynch mob is bad for your health