Geto Boys - Read These Nikes Lyrics
(oh my goodness!)(hit it)[ verse 1: willie d ]Here I go again, another brawl, a conflictSomebody finna get they ass kickedIf you aint down with the geto boysGet your happy ass outta dodgeThe rumors you heard aint slanderWillie d dont give a ***** about a goddamn by-standerSo when you see me clutch my fistGet out the way or get t-rolled, *****Im inclined to physically whip your assBut if you wanna blastMake a mutha*****in motion like you wanna reachAnd you gon have a damn funeral next week>from the hardest to the softestFor me to beat a nigga down is a day at the officeSee, my appearance is so damn flyIt makes em say, hm - hes a nice guySo a nigga try to play me like a hoeOh-oh, oh shit, damn, thats a no-noI get dead on his ass, so when Im strikinHe bet no fall, or ima make his ass read these nikes(oh my goodness!)[ verse 2: willie d ]You read these nikes, cause youre *****ed up, punkHeres the definition of gettin your ass stomped(Im a nigga insane kickin ass extremely)So you weak-ass hoes keep dreaminBushwick, can I get a witness?(***** yeah, nightquil that sickness!)Yeah, and when I form this gestureDont call mama, cause the ***** cant help yaBetter yell for a paramedicOr somethin that nature, cause ima try to break yaAss into mutha*****in particlesLets see if I can get you in a newspaper articleTo hell with emotionsI dont stop till I cream a mutha*****a like lotionRemorse - what the ***** is that?I beat your mama ass and go get a six-packGettin mild, I dont play that shit***** havin mercy on a goddamn *****Nigga get beat, oh mamaBut if she *****s with meHer ass is gonna read these nikes[ bushwick bill ]Yo d, I saw the way you stomped that mutha*****aAnd left your trademark upside his head[ will ]Yeah man, that was one of my ? ? ? nikesI usually leave the whole mutha*****in logo[ verse 3: willie d ]I dont give a ***** who you hang with, trickFriends aint shit when youre gettin your ass kickedBut if your buddies wanna get in my mixChop-chop ( *gunfire* ) yo, *****It aint nothin but a mere formalityEvery sucker mutha*****a is a casualtyI kick ass, you wont ever dissLook at the bottom of my goddamn shoeprint>from mutha*****as done donated blood to the kidNow do you wanna make a bid?I didnt think so, cause Id have yoAss screamin just like a damn hoeWhen I hit ya in your goddamn mouthAnd show you what a real niggas all aboutWhen I dispose of your ass like wasteAnd nothin but my shoe is in your mutha*****in faceYoure readin these nikesLook at you now, mutha*****a!(oh shit!)Look at...(oh! aw, hold up, manHold up, shit, aw, come on...Alright, man, alright, I quit, manI quit, alright - aw shit)...***** with me!(oh man)(hit it)[ verse 4: willie d ]Heres an incident that got me sent to the slammerIm at the club rappin to this hella hammerThis ***** was holy, severely cutSo Im rappin to her, right? to see if shell *****I never asked if she was taken, cause honestlyThat type of shit dont matter to meJust when we was leavin out the goddamn doorSome trick-ass nigga fronted me bout the whoreI let the fool file with a diss or twoBut the nigga kept pushin the goddamn issueSo I pulled out the 9mmAnd bust his ass in the head, you could see theBlood gushin out his goddamn skullHe played hisself, now his ass gettin druggedI was charged with aggravated assaultBut before I got off his ass...i made him read these nikes(oh my goodness!)
