Brownie Points (feat. A-1)

Yeah, seven, oh, seven

Charlie Hustle, playa, playa

What's wrong with these old niggaz, man?

D-day, what's wrong with these niggas?

What's wrong with these niggas?

This fuckin' game, tryin' to get brownie points and stripes

Smack points yeah

You got somethin' for these old niggas, doe

What we got fo' 'em big balla? (Check it out)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (bitch!)

What's the subject? Fo' brings niggas they Kotex

Where we reside, I creeps my ass up inside

And smash these brownies off in his face

That I done shitted and pissed on, dude, how that taste?

Catch him out his place, out of his area

With his nephew and his niece, ooh, the more the merrier

Nigga tried to fuck mines off

(What'd he do?)

Tried to gauge the porch with my broads on Watoo

Dude, you done broke fuckin' code

I'm finst ta dump drop clip, dump, drop, clip, reload

Be like I can motherfuckin' explode

Talkin' about I'll be fuckin' all kind of women

That's B R P, blade, run or pimpin'

Once upon a time there was this guy named Dane

Tried to fuck my bitch, but he kris krossed game

I don't owe this motherfucker in the first

But he done made livin' in my house a whole lot worse

Tryin' to gain some stripes

It's nothin' nice, read him his rights

Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the vice

Crackin' under pressure, bust a pipe

Snake eyes is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them brownie points)

It's steaks and knives, read him his rights

So called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife

And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and stripes

For brownie points and stripes

Niggas'll take your life

Just to get them brownie points

You niggas got me stuck, what?

Watchin' y'all spit it and get it fucked up

Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we gon' bust what

If he isn't never see mail, cousin we sell

Dope by the truckloads, hoes can catch it retail

Motherfuckers grindin' but we all ain't played

And all ain't paid, now watch 'em all get sprayed

Laid back and watch him misprint it, we been spit it

For you newcomers who thinkin' you done it, I put my fist in it

Let yo' bitch get it, serve a dick and watch a bitch split it

If I ain't wit' it, it wasn't enough fuckin' chips in it

Niggaz try to gain stripe, I flame mic

Got 'em all caught up in the same shit, call it game tight

Keep my name hyped, strivin' to get my name right

When it's fucked up, I'm the one you can blame right

Hatin' on my niggaz when I did the shit

Yo, we the shit, represent this Hogg ass bitch

It's nothin' nice, read him his rights

Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the vice

Crackin' under pressure, bust a pipe

Snake eyes is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them brownie points)

It's steaks and knives, read him his rights

So called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife

And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and stripes

For brownie points and stripes

Niggas'll take your life

Just to get them brownie points

Young Mack Jr., ain't nothin' but 14, Mack Jr. think he tough

Mack Jr. be havin' problems with his stomach

Throwin' up that green stuff, Mack Jr. done tried everything

(In the bay)

The whole Taco

Mack Jr. be takin' whiffles of that Khadafi and shovin' it up his nostrils

Mack Jr. just got out the hall, Jr. I call your bluff

Jr. ain't to be played, Jr. quick to bust

Mack Jr. be geekin', Mack Jr. be havin' withdrawal

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' hella close with the law

I don't know this motherfucker, never saw the dude

But Mack Jr., all the time be seein'

My viznideos on the tizznelevision tube

Fool know not that he'll blunder, I got yo' ass hypnotized

Talkin' about, when you see that nigga E-40, 'Element of Surprise'

See one of my fellas overheard about it in the pen, chopped a couple of kites

Told me to be careful cause niggas'll take yo' life for braggin rights

That ain't fair so stop with that attitude, why do niggaz gotta cheat?

Don't them niggaz know I got enough fetti

To put they whole fuckin' family to sleep?

It's nothin nice read him his rights

Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the vice

Crackin' under pressure, bust a pipe

Snake eyes is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them brownie points)

It's steaks and knives read him his rights

So called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife

And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and stripes

For brownie points and stripes

Niggas'll take your life

Just to get them brownie points

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them brownie points)