Punkmotherfukaz lyrics
by Fredro Starr
[Intro: Onyx]
Punk motherfukaz, punk-punk motherfukaz
Punk motherfukaz, punk motherfukaz
[Interlude: Fredro Starr]
Nah, nah, the motherf*ckin' difference
Between a motherf*ckin' b*tch ass n*gga
And a punk motherf*cka
Is when beef come a b*tch ass n*gga run (No doubt, no doubt)
And a punk motherf*cker try to play hard and get f*cked up
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr & Onyx]
(Who's the punk master?) The pus*y one, who is he?
He ain't getting busy, I get grizzly (Uh-huh)
I'ma have a field day with ya'll, motherf*ckaz (Yeah)
Bringing ninety six degrees in December
(f*ck all ya'll!)
[Interlude: Fredro Starr & Sticky Fingaz]
n*ggas talkin' about I got motherf*ckin' Lexus and Benz
n*gga, you can get shot mothaf*ckas
(God damn you!)
[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz & Fredro Starr]
Punk ass n*ggas make me f*cking sick
And I can't take it no more, I'm getting tired of this sh*t
If ya'll, stupid ass motherf*ckaz, don't quit
I'm a have a fit and ya'll gonna regret it (Word up!)
[Interlude: Fredro Starr]
Front you gonna feel it, n*gga
No doubt, n*gga
We gonna f*ck these n*ggas up
[Verse 8: Sonsee & Onyx]
Hardcore galore is what I'm for
And breaking punks jaws, let me hear yeah ya'll
(Yeah ya'll) I'm the kind to swing on ya mind
A pay taker KO'in punks with verbal haymakers
Connections whenever I'm plexin'
Ain't no question, punks prepare for some more stressin'
[Outro: Onyx]
Punk motherf*ckaz, punk motherf*ckaz