Check Yo Self (Remix) Lyrics

So come on and chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self Check, check
You betta check yo self For you wreck yo self 'Cause I'm bad for your health I come real stealth
Droppin' bombs on ya moms Fuck car alarms Do without one mother nigga wit yo alpine Sold it for six-o, always let tricks know And friends know, we got that indoe
Yo, I'm not a sucka 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 motherfucker
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 wit ya And hit ya, makin' they yack to the neck So you better run a check
So come on and chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self Chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self
Yo, common, chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self 'Cause shotgun bullets Are bad for your health
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' nifty now Gotta a new style, watch out now I hate motherfuckers Claimin' that they foldin' Bank but steady talkin shit in the holdin'
Tank first you wanna step to me Now your ass screamin' for the deputy They send you to Charlie-Baker-Denver row Now the runnin' up in ya slow
You're God, 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 chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self
So chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self Big dicks in ya ass is bad for your health Come, yeah
If you're foul You better run a make on that license plate You coulda had a V8 Instead of a trey-eight slug to ya cranium I got six and I'm aimin' em
Will I bust or keep you guessin' 'Cause fuck you and that shit ya stressin' Bitch, get off the wood, you 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 ya coochie and ya dead Bitch is a Miami hurricane head
Sprung, niggas 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 chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self So chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self
Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self 'Cause bitches like you Is bad for my health
So chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self So chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self
So chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self So chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self
Come on an' chick-ity-check yo self Before you wreck yo self 'Cause the lench mob Is bad for ya health
Nine-trey, remix Old school tip, yeah It's like a jungle Sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from goin' under?