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Touched Lyrics - Singles - Underground Kingz

Listen up I got a story to tell 

Ay fool, listen up I got a story to tell 

Say dog, listen up I got a story to tell 

Say man, listen up I got this story to tell 

 

Now once upon a time not too long ago 

A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe 

Now this was not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy 

But a pussy having no goddamn sense, tryna push me 

He used to hold dick now he wanna be in my shoes 

Hatin' like a baby mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues 

Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but not a punk in the parking lot bumping his gums 

With his Ki's in the trunk, oh what I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump 

You aimin' that bitch in the sky you chump 

Point that motherfucker this way and dump 

Oh what you scared to go to the pen? 

Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap your rump? 

Man I thought he played bold but he ain't even fuss 

Man the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to buss 

But his trigger stayed cold I wasn't surprised 

I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes 

Unmask his disguise a sheep in wolf's clothing 

On the prey, who tried to hunt the hunter 

And got hunted down his goddamn self in PA 

Niggas it's where we stay 

Ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin' so see A 

Or E about your life 'fore you test yourself 

And make a nigga break you off some peace to rest yourself 

Oh yes your health is what's in question 

And I hope that this ass whippin' 

Teach you a motherfuckin' lesson 

 

Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched 

'Cause deep down in the South boy's comin' up cold 

Talkin' down on my name and what it's all about 

You niggas better be gettin' some cut and get my name out yo mouth 

'Cause I dunno why you got flex with me 

Testin' me but I'mma pull my shit and let you see 

That all that carry the jack ain't able to survive 

So you haters need to quit with that po' hustlin' 

And take another ride 

 

Niggas jumped and crossed the line 

The movies got these boys fucked up in the mind 

Not to mention the wine and codeine syrup combined 

Easy access to 9s 

And shit talkin' hoes that's fine 

And all they got time for is pourin' Swishers down 

Committing crimes amped off water 

And some exaggerated rhyme 

So if bein' hard ain't in your heart 

Then don't start niggas'll tear your weak mind apart 

 

Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school 

He don't know I hang with killers we'll erase that fool 

Wouldn't give a fuck about him but he kin to my son 

If you think that I'm that nigga then you picked the wrong one 

'Cause I live by the gun, die by the gun 

Hot bullets burn some say that them bitches stun 

So raise your own children don't try to raise mine 

And when you see me step with caution 'cause I'm buckin' for mine, bitch 

 

Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched 

You done crossed the line now you gon' get fucked 

I already told you before but you ain't barring that 

So this time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map 

Such a shame but it's all in the game 

And since the early 60's ain't a damn thing changed 

We got haters over here and haters over there 

But I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air 

 

I see you trippin' off that water and you feel like you bad 

'Cause yo bitch done chose a pimp and that pimp was Chad 

I see you hurt 'cause I fucked your girl 

Put big dick in her world, bust nuts in her curls 

When I hit it from the back she said "baby I can't take it" 

Push my dick up in her harder bitch I'm straight up tryin' to break it 

You a simp-ass nigga you told that bitch that you love her 

But I'm straight up fuckin' that pussy like that nigga off they colors 

But I ain't gonna get shot 'cause you ain't shootin' shit 

The best thing you can do is go and try and beat that bitch 

'Cause this man's style showstopper pistol popper you ain't ready 

If I let this hot thing hit you fool, your stomach like spaghetti 

Fool you talkin' loud but you move too slow 

Tellin' niggas all your plans got you tied up in a van 

Nigga what the fuck is up (up) in the place to be 

First I want the money nigga then I want the fuckin' Ki's 

Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead 

Since you want a nigga dead 

Buck that bitch off in his head 

Just like E-40 nigga I be comin' fed 

Got the sawed off pump with night vision infrared 

So play me like a pussy and you will get fucked 

Nigga I'm hangin' out the truck b-buck buck 

Hit your nigga in the leg hit your bitch in the gut 

But we know where your ass stay 

So your ass will get touched 

 

Speak the wrong words I'm high on them herbs 

And you will get touched cause yo ass deserve 

To get done real bad in front of yo kids 

To show 'em what real type of bitch you is 

And it's that boy named 3 to the 2 forever stayin' true 

Just a player makin' do and I gotta tell it to the 

Whole wide world how you got bitched razor necked just like 

A motherfuckin' girl 

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