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DJ Taz - Who's Laughin'? lyrics
Intro: Yo, brother Taurius let me get some of that guitar bass, mayn Yo, and look who's laughin, Ha Ha-ha, Ooh Verse 1: Now look who's laughin Just another way you braggin Tatoos like a dragon Put it all in a little red wagon Little Black Riding Hood Up to no good Never been no good, this is straight hood Though, used to sell or make a drug Till I fell in love With my music God gave me the talent so I sure wont abuse it (Abuse it?) Yeah, abuse it But don't worry it's all for the sake of good Step up, well I wish you would Get broke down like a ol' horse Well a horse is a horse, of course Feel the treble in my voice Ping, ping, ping I'm starting to ricochet Shaking my traps and I'm still getting pizz-ayed Perhaps, I will come on up When all them busta ass niggaz will take a nap Chorus, repeat 2X: Now look who's laughin Look who's laughin With the tatoos like a dragon Look who's laughin Look who's laughin Look who's ha ha ha ha ha Verse 2: They call me Taz, and that's my name I be true to the game Leavin all hizz-eyes drivin in the rizz-ain And I told ya, I hold, hold you Shape you, and I mold you I be laughin like a hyena Leave you feelin stupid, all in my arena Now, I be comin around the mountain, when I come, when I come Make you feel dumb, when you hear the drums What was simple, I make it complicated, and you hate it Cause, uh, the nigga named Taz made it And it strictly goes out to the niggaz with the animosity You can't get rid of me, oh can't you see? I pledge to listen to the DJ Taz You better think quizzen, you better think pizzaz Ain't no man on earth that can discourage me Handle me, physically, mother fucker can you follow me? Chorus Verse 3: Call me, if you need something to bump to, ooh This shit is new, just like my shoes But I can get loose, to break you up When you come with the cuts Shake your duff, don't stop till you get enough Now here I am, the realest man in the flesh It's no joke, you caught me here with some guests, oh yes And I come to play, now thank God I ain't got to kill nobody I came to get loose, I came to get loose It's that nigga Taz, who you listenin to Now who got the scoop, nah, who got the butt The nigga named Taz, and I'm all in your trunk Ha ha ha, hee hee hee hee hee Fly ass nigga, you can't fuck with me Chorus Shoutouts, Outro: Yeah, one time for that Success Records like that Mr. C Jerry Flowers, you know what I mean? (Yeah, I know) B.T.T.E. Mark Mitchell K-9 E L.A. (What's up, what's up?) T.K. (What's up, what's up?) Yeah Theo G ATL Chicago Florida California (Worldwide) Worldwide (Yeah) Yeah, feel this, like that Ha-ha, look who's laughin Everytime you try to step in my shoes you're gonna lose Ooh Think about that Big city beats |
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