"Payback" lyrics
(feat. Mac Mall & Yukmouth)
Mac Mall, Yukmouth, AJ, what it is, pimpin'?
This is a very, very, very good thang that we do here
(It's payback, nigga, payback, nigga)
Spit that shit, Yuk
Yo, what's the ruckus? Yuk is nots to be fucked with on some thug shit
I limp like a pimp walkin' on crutches
Too thugged out to be on some club shit, bitches love it
Parking lot pimpin', smokin' on Dutches
I'm in the Range, not a bucket
They give me brain, bitches suck dick
And they don't get a thing, not a ducat
Sixty-inch chains swang and bang, change the subject
I make the labels push they artists back, change the budget
You better put a mill' on that cat, I'm killin' his raps
Stealin' his plaques, hustle like I'm dealin' the crack
The Village is back, control the streets like Felix and Black
Peelin' his cap, blap blap while the Benjamins stack
How real is that? Niggas wish I was wack
I'm the nigga that put that Lunitik Muzik on the map, that's that
And this is fact, don't confuse it with rap
Niggas diss me on a track, I come with Uzis and gats
Blap blap, it's payback
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Suga Free 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Suga Free 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
Alright, motherfuckers
This is how you show these no-game-having
Broke-ass wannabe pimps and players that they really some suckers
See, first you chop up a little game wit' 'em
'Cause only steel can sharpen up steel, pimpin'
And quickly, a real pimp gonna feel another real pimp, so we ain't trippin'
Mighty funny, everybody wanna pop they collar now
But catch them niggas with they bitch and I bet they switch
And turn then pop them collars down
For example, Katie had fast feet
Especially when she knowin' she goin' hoin' for showin'
And then gettin' her fuckin' ass beat
Super nasty until I tell you to come down, every time
Ayo, wait a minute, what you...? Nevermind
And bitch, don't get raw 'cause your mama here
The only time you clean up is when that bitch come
Ho always bringin' that drama here
Let Brenda have her
Oh, I'm sorry, I was in the backyard with Junior, Clint and Clue
When that nigga came through and straight stabbed her
Good fight, remember, if it's good to you, it's good for ya, motherfucker
Thank you for comin' out, God bless you and goodnight
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Mac Mall 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Mac Mall 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It is I, mighty Mac Jesus, I represent the Yay like I'm from Peru
With enough fire to turn your turf to Beirut
Hated by hella, loved by more than a few
But you fool, I'll have your crew wearin' black suits and church shoes
Preacher man talkin' 'bout you
'Bout how you never hurt nobody but fucked with the wrong dude
Used to think that you were so damn cool, now you're just plain cold
Wearin' makeup with your eyes sewn closed
Listen, here at your funeral, and your bitch is with my nigga Hasaan
Kurt Cobain and I and off the heron
You'll see her soon, nigga, word is bond
They found her in a public john with a thousand needle pokes in her arm
See, I was taught the art of war by Makaveli the Don
Show no mercy in funk, kill 'em all one by one
Two by two, forgive 'em, Father, but You know how they do
And all I know is he dead and the pigs got no proof
It's payback, so look how a Mac at it, nigga
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Mac Mall 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Suga Free 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
Won't you let 'em know, from Pomona to the O
Huh, man, we're so real about this
Keep it P.I. 'til you D-I, yeah
This is a very, very, very good thang that we do here
(It's payback, nigga, payback, nigga)
Spit that shit, Yuk
Yo, what's the ruckus? Yuk is nots to be fucked with on some thug shit
I limp like a pimp walkin' on crutches
Too thugged out to be on some club shit, bitches love it
Parking lot pimpin', smokin' on Dutches
I'm in the Range, not a bucket
They give me brain, bitches suck dick
And they don't get a thing, not a ducat
Sixty-inch chains swang and bang, change the subject
I make the labels push they artists back, change the budget
You better put a mill' on that cat, I'm killin' his raps
Stealin' his plaques, hustle like I'm dealin' the crack
The Village is back, control the streets like Felix and Black
Peelin' his cap, blap blap while the Benjamins stack
How real is that? Niggas wish I was wack
I'm the nigga that put that Lunitik Muzik on the map, that's that
And this is fact, don't confuse it with rap
Niggas diss me on a track, I come with Uzis and gats
Blap blap, it's payback
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Suga Free 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Suga Free 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
Alright, motherfuckers
This is how you show these no-game-having
Broke-ass wannabe pimps and players that they really some suckers
See, first you chop up a little game wit' 'em
'Cause only steel can sharpen up steel, pimpin'
And quickly, a real pimp gonna feel another real pimp, so we ain't trippin'
Mighty funny, everybody wanna pop they collar now
But catch them niggas with they bitch and I bet they switch
And turn then pop them collars down
For example, Katie had fast feet
Especially when she knowin' she goin' hoin' for showin'
And then gettin' her fuckin' ass beat
Super nasty until I tell you to come down, every time
Ayo, wait a minute, what you...? Nevermind
And bitch, don't get raw 'cause your mama here
The only time you clean up is when that bitch come
Ho always bringin' that drama here
Let Brenda have her
Oh, I'm sorry, I was in the backyard with Junior, Clint and Clue
When that nigga came through and straight stabbed her
Good fight, remember, if it's good to you, it's good for ya, motherfucker
Thank you for comin' out, God bless you and goodnight
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Mac Mall 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Mac Mall 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It is I, mighty Mac Jesus, I represent the Yay like I'm from Peru
With enough fire to turn your turf to Beirut
Hated by hella, loved by more than a few
But you fool, I'll have your crew wearin' black suits and church shoes
Preacher man talkin' 'bout you
'Bout how you never hurt nobody but fucked with the wrong dude
Used to think that you were so damn cool, now you're just plain cold
Wearin' makeup with your eyes sewn closed
Listen, here at your funeral, and your bitch is with my nigga Hasaan
Kurt Cobain and I and off the heron
You'll see her soon, nigga, word is bond
They found her in a public john with a thousand needle pokes in her arm
See, I was taught the art of war by Makaveli the Don
Show no mercy in funk, kill 'em all one by one
Two by two, forgive 'em, Father, but You know how they do
And all I know is he dead and the pigs got no proof
It's payback, so look how a Mac at it, nigga
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Mac Mall 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
It's payback, time to ride and do our thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brain
Yuk and Suga Free 'bout to do the fuckin' thang
Bang bang, then blow out your fuckin' brains
Won't you let 'em know, from Pomona to the O
Huh, man, we're so real about this
Keep it P.I. 'til you D-I, yeah
