The Association lyrics

[Intro]
(Brrt, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick ’em)
n*gga, ayy (It's the gang)

[Verse]
We opp bashin', you better keep a tool
It fix cars, lil’ n*gga, you should've stayed in school
Ayy, ayy, on the block with it, I'm the principal (I'm the principal, n*gga)
Seen a sucker and spit on him, it's the principle
n*gga, I got lead in my wood like a pencil too (That's that chop, n*gga)
So play crazy, all my lil' n*ggas off jiggas too
Ooh, free MadMaxx, he scaring everybody (Grim Reaper, n*gga)
And you better ask the cuddy 'bout my last—
sh*t, you probably been on more skits, but ain’t got no bodies (Ain’t got no bodies)
I'll break a b*tch pockets and buy her a new body (Hah, what you say, n*gga?)
Smoking on that— can’t say that sh*t, man, it's just 'Scotti (Ayy)
Think an opp just lost his top and he can't find it (Where he go?)
These n*ggas wanna rap beef, but I don’t mind it
On 2One with VVs, the b*tch got blinded (On 2One, n*gga)
Smoking on that— can't say that sh*t, man, it's just 'Scotti (Ayy, ayy)
Think an opp just lost his top and hе can't find it
These n*ggas wanna rap beef, but I don't mind it
On 2One with VVs (On 2Onе, n*gga)
Ayy, ayy, yellow gold look like pee-pee
I'm tryna send you, lil' b*tch, f*ck that PPP
I'm tryna have another meet-greet
Did this sh*t right, got bashed out by a ling ling
Ooh-wee, we step with chop, we some real troopers
Ain't got an NBA name, you ain't a real hooper
Ayy, ayy, man, you can't 'cause he got bloopers
n*gga, Shaqtin' a Fool, n*gga