Not That Nigga (remix) Lyrics - Mystikal

I'm not really the type of nigga to play the gangsta 

Cause usually I be coolin 

But straight off the motherfuckin breast 

I ain't comin for no foolishness 

100 volts on the mic kept on it seven nine doing that then I'm probably chillin 

Totin' that crazy off bottle til I'm blitzed 

Look-a-here nigga yall know that feelin 

But I ain't that type of nigga to shoot the shit if you're on my shit list 

But I'm that type of nigga that's quick to handle my business 

Im makin a run with shit that I've done 

Im wavin a gun now see what you've brung me 

Make niggas get brung strung then hung with the slip of a tongue 

I unfold a truck-load as I explode 

Them bitches can't hold they self though when I'm in my fuck mode 

Im keepin'em tight I'm keepin'em hype 

I'm leavin'em right I'm even uptight 

Holdin the mic and say the word FUCK more times then Dolomite 

I'm that nigga that got the last words you got served 

Smokin fat herbs and gunnin niggas down like backbirds 

With fast words observe I'm funky like badgers 

But I'm much much more then a mouth full of adverbs and bad words 

Stick dick to your lip like chapstick 

My graphic I rap with 

More flava more paper I'm colder then a cup of Kool-Aid 

Ain't never been done before so nigga then why try 

Hittin harder then Popeye slappin motherfuckers like ChaCha 

I fuck with a capitol F put Maxwells to death cuz nigga I club there 

And I'ma continue to flow until I come up on my last breath 

So 'fo we raise up (OH!) 

Homies chase a (HOE!) 

See I'm that nigga that said so where the nine look nigga stay low 

look-a-here 

Chorus 

I'm not that nigga 

I'm not that nigga 

I'm not that nigga to fuck with 

(background:He ain't that nigga to fuck with) 

You'll get picked off 

Keep fuckin wit a nigga like me get hip-tossed 

Fuck fightin faggot nigga I know 

Had jumped your bitch ass like Kriss-Kross 

And look at the riddle that I belittle 

Witout a trumbone nor a fiddle 

I'll jump in your eardrum and play paradiddle 

Stop wantin' to ditch 

I'm hummin' this bitch and comin up rich 

In case you hadn't noticed I'm 'bout a FIRED-EM UP son of a bitch 

Inch by inch as I drench 

I'm a silver clench 

That bullshit that y'all niggas thought was a criminal choke the pain of a pinch 

I got more gimmicks to make them bitches bounce like DJ Jimmy 

They can't get near me cause they fear me 

But yall don't hear me 

Just like that bitch I saw 

Who hit my fucking car 

Look-a-here I'm ran that hoe from Chipawah to Wichita 

I'm steady professsin' so niggas can get that funky lesson 

I effervescent as i'm that resident from that fuckin crescent 

That nigga that know how 

Makin' them bitches say (Go Child) 

Poppin' that pushin and shakin' that ass like at a loo-ow 

So pass me the pen and the paper the pen and the pussy now PASS ME THE MIC 

Show you I'll jump on yo' ass just like a Palmadite 

I shot more shit then Shawn Kemp I got more bitches then a world pimp 

And got more flavour then a brown shrimp 

I'm a be comin up off some shit that make a niggas want to start some shit 

But if you ain't brought shit 

Then I ain't the nigga to start shit wit' 

Chorus 

You couldn't fuck with the old but all of a sudden what make you think you can 

fuck wit the new shit 

You stuck on stupid 

I ain'ts that nigga to fool wit' 

A nigga might sprout up talkin about WHAT 

The only way to keep my muthafuckin name out your muthafuckin mouth 

is keep your muthafuckin mouth shut 

I don't stumble and fumble more fire in the gutter 

I'm takin'em ten at a time cause I ain't SCARED of you muthafuckers 

I'm strippin'em up 

I'm rippin'em up and flippin'em off 

And then I continue to flow on rhymes I single then double then triple 'em up huh 

Making passes 

Seen massive titties and pussies and asses 

But got more hoes than the Bayou Classic 

More vicious then BooBoo wash you up like doodoo 

I'm blacker then Voodoo, harder then a raw ramen noodle 

I'm Black like Sheep, I'm Cool like Jay,in effect like Rex 

I'm Grand like Pooh, huh or Daddy I.U. 

I'm Ice like T, Ra like Kim, fuck it 

Spice like 1 but got more Enemies then the Public nigga 

I kick it at random standin' here gummin' til the bare gum 

Bitchin' and pitchin' a temper tantrum to the hair drum 

The bigger will pummel a nigga that's little 

You can't compare a nigga like Mystikal to Skid Row or Ugly Kid Joe 

But yet you steadily pickin dirt with me 

You irk me 

What when you jerk your woman now tell your bitch to stop flirting wit me 

I'm giving it to you man y'all strong as a fan belt, 

I came though 

I know you niggas can't fuck wit me cause I can't fuck wit my damn self 

I'm making a mummble as i utter 

Nigga you beating me is like cuttin a field of grass with wire cutters 

I,Get deeper than Lou Rawls I'm breakin'em off 

Instead of fuckin' with me you safer walkin' in a lion's den with pork chop drawers 

I'm ready to gaze and blaze 

Flip up the gauge and pick up the pace 

I'm more deadly then having safe sex, with a bitch with AIDS 

A nigga like myself is BAD for you hoe health 

I fucked that bitch one time and now that hoe can't help herself 

That shit be kicks a niggas be smokin in cliques and fuckin'em tricks 

I roll in from that Big Easy 

Where they boot-up bitch 

A niggas that rumble over the least mumbo-jumbo 

Standing tall like Mutumbo but talk more shit than Briant Gumble 

That's how we do it when we kick it back on my block 

It's pop or get popped 

Kill or get killed 

Drop or get dropped 

And nigga be wondering why they always findin' theyselves in some dumb shit 

Cause I ain't, cause I ain't, cause I ain't that nigga to fuck with bitch 

Chorus End