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Alt - Deez Nuts Lyrics

[Verse 1: A.L.T.]
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
It's a stone cold world and a even worse city
And if you ever wanna trip
I got a automatic doozy with a filled up clip
So come take a trip through the hood with me
You might be surprised of what you see
Like Flaco, sniffin' up the coca
Or a bitch who sucking dick for a rock, we call her loca
A little kid throwing up gang signs
Standing on the corner, sellin' nickels and dimes
I'm rollin' by, and I'm hittin' my switch
And if you talking shit, then I'm flipping a bitch
And hopping out the ride with the automatic toys
Chains and bats, and a whole lot of homeboys
And we all straight G's
The name is A.L.T and don't fuck with these

[Break: Tony G]
"These nuts"
"These nuts"

[Verse 2: A.L.T.]
I'm rollin' through the streets in a stolen van
Who's the man, with the master plan
The mean motherfucker straightin' G'in
The one with the gun in a fuckinG museum
And the dress getting tossed out
And if you writin' your name on the wall, was getting crossed out
With the R.I.P. next to it
I know you didn't think that I would but I'd do it
It's a trip, better not slip
Run for your gun as I make the hit
Your ship just sank, I just go blank
And if you come through my hood, you better bring a tank
So fuck all the masquerades
Cause A.L.T kill more fools than AIDS
It's a sickness I do it with the quickness ease
The name is A.L.T and don't fuck with these
[Break: Tony G]
"These nuts"
"These nuts"
"These nuts"
"These nuts"

[Verse 3: A.L.T]
You just won a trip to the wild wild west
Hotel accommodations with a gat in a vest
So one o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, Glock
The undercover cop just moved up the block
I can go psycho like Norman Bates
And make 'em motherfuckers see the pearly gates
I wanna pump your ass with a pound of led
Just ask Tiny, Unknown Or Kevin Kev
A cop busted, then I said, "Freeze"
And if I smoke his ass, I'm on a sell CDs
But if I let him live and try to be positive
The critics'll love me, the paychecks ugly
BOOM, he falls to the ground
He's bleeding from the mouth and he's making a fucked up sound
And then I'm gone with the wind like a breeze
The name is A.L.T so don't fuck with these

[Break: Tony G]
"These nuts"
"These nuts"
"These nuts"
"These nuts"