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Uptown Anthem Lyrics - Greatest Hits: Naughty's Nicest - Naughty By Nature

Verse One: Treach 

 

Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff 

But there's still no mountain hiiiigh enough, or wide enough to touch 

The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy 

That's Happi to be Nappi 

Me and Vin rock when spots hit flocks 

and groups and troops with Timbo boots and jail suits 

That's how I'm rollin my hair-do don't 

Win I will I got wantin competition ain't dope 

Beat ya break ya broke ya smoke ya take ya 

Send you to your little group on mute, sooner or later 

When wanna flip, tell em full semi half with a dip 

And all that other Ringling Brothers shit 

Sporty naughty hi bye greater than nature while I 

shin slam the flim flim and then jam 

You can run but you can't hide, you can't go far 

No matter where you go, there you are 

 

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Chorus: repeat 2X 

 

We gonna BREAK, we gonna BASH 

We gonna ROLL, we gonna SMASH 

 

Verse Two: Treach, Vinnie 

 

Here we go yo 

Hit a nigga kill a nigga will come back 

See a sucker stretch a sucker guard your naps 

Cussin wasn't nothin til a black man rapped 

See a forty suck a forty guess who's back 

 

You're chillin with a Teddy fillin villian 

Steppin to the puny puddy punks catchin fillings 

I hit so many guts, call me gutter, I'm the bread and butter 

punk motherfucker I'll cut up, workin from the gut up 

Brand new steady, heavy as a Chevy 

Ready for the piddy peddy, I'm Friddie Freddie 

Place your bet on a vet, the three man threat 

What you see is what you get 

 

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Verse Three: Treach 

 

Comin round your corner with my uptown bunch 

I bet your bottom dollar that you're bottom buck chumps 

Give it up, it's a juice thing I'm steppin for the rep and 

wreckin all the rest and, weapon testin on who's steppin 

Ain't no bluff for the niggy nuff, for the rugged ruff stuff 

nigga if you're tough knuckle up 

I'll cut your ass like class, then blast you by the trash 

After I laugh then I'll dash 

You can't handle the scandal of an uptown vandal 

Shootin up your toes makin sandals 

Somebody told me that you owe me, but can't nobody hold me 

I do my dirt all by my lonely 

 

Chorus 

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