I Ain't Havin That Lyrics
| Song | I Ain't Havin That |
| Artist | Heltah Skeltah |
| Album | Magnum Force (Int'l Only) (Explicit) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Starang： they don't like us | |
| Rock：word up | |
| Starang：they don't like us | |
| Rock：they ain't gotta like us fuck them son | |
| [starang] | |
| Starang, forever like wu-tang, my crew brings drama | |
| Hangin your ass upside-down by ya shoe strings | |
| Smoke tell em how we doin this | |
| Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness | |
| (now by all means) i do a show in new orleans | |
| And get wit bout it bout it mystikal (starang we been missin you) | |
| Last year atl we almost got physical | |
| I can't talk now read about it in the interview | |
| (while ya'll up in d&d) i caught two and three stitches | |
| I was still gettin bitches in the tunnel takin pictures | |
| In the mazda listenin to kris got next' | |
| I wanted "hot sex" so i ran and got the lex (aiyyo) | |
| [rock] | |
| Aiyyo shit goes down | |
| Time to throw down show up this a showdown | |
| So down low now i'm low down | |
| Hold down the fort now wit a fo' pound | |
| Blow down ya whole town first go round | |
| Yo smile'll quickly be switched bitch and you'll frown | |
| When i dig in ya pockets and take all the dope out | |
| Lay ya gold out now and don't pronounce one word | |
| Shut the fuck up probably cryin hold down | |
| Tired of punk asses takin shit for a joke | |
| Now watch you'll pounce gat pointed at yo door (pow) | |
| Act like you know now | |
| We could be so foul shake your hand run up in ya bitch no doubt | |
| Chorus: | |
| I ain't havin that - 4x | |
| Shit yo game be asses i got two passes to the baja | |
| Ah ha then turn into night we fuck | |
| Yo cars superthug privelage | |
| I ain't got to brag because i did it | |
| Run before the rap when i was scrappin | |
| On these motherfuckin mean streets of brownsville gun clappin | |
| I ain't got to front i make it happen | |
| Strictly snappin necks, strictly macs and techs | |
| Head all night overdeuce deuce the feds | |
| [rock] | |
| Yo matter fact here's a list of some of the shit i ain't havin | |
| First of all there wont be no more talkin out yo ass man | |
| I ain't havin no back stabbin i ain't havin shit | |
| Run yo mouth you get smacked in it (why) why? why? | |
| Why ask why say goodbye to mister nice guy say hi to the bad guy | |
| Four horsemen head the magnum force man rip you get lit the fuck up (speeed) | |
| Like a spliff of human torch man this shit scorchin | |
| Do the research your feet hurt from half-steppin | |
| Bitin my shit a make your teeth hurt | |
| Word is bond - jovi b you wildin | |
| My dick dont stay out my high stop ridin (my diiick) | |
| Son niggaz tryin ta beat me in the head wit gats fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| Run up in the piece think you gone dead that fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| U.s. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| We could take it ol school at 3 meet me in the back fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| [ruck] | |
| Yo, yo.. "where ya at?" | |
| To all my peoples henessey passed off | |
| Give a toast to my whole mfc | |
| While you clowns waitin ruck is shakin the foundation | |
| Wit some groundbreakin shit that'll leave the town thinking | |
| When i cock back my pistol drop back and whistle | |
| For my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dude | |
| We miss you stick a niggas roll and his fool clique | |
| I gotta full clip for you and all of ya bull shhhh | |
| [doc holiday] | |
| U.s. marshall and your little wittle when left is caught up on my pillow | |
| Eat a dick between 2 slices of bread you fuckin fag | |
| Mfc keep it cookin (keep it cookin) | |
| We emerge wit the blue print to plan my escape from central brooklyn | |
| Rock pick the lock ruck bust the sha sha | |
| Keep with the blast cc4 to blow the door (now we blow the spot) | |
| Armed and dedicated semi under rated fuck it to me dated by a wip ass | |
| You niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak mass | |
| Doin the macarana over 2 pounds of hash | |
| (we ain't havin that) | |
| I ain't havin that - 5x | |
| [ruck] | |
| You dont got no wins in mi casa | |
| My shit's proper you still suckin my kielbasa | |
| From hilshire i still fire from helicopters | |
| Watch the birdie i heard him tell the tale to the coppers | |
| Clock ya comin from the precinct singin operas | |
| Met you at ya crib from the blind side i dropped ya | |
| Knocked ya, teeth out ya mouth when i popped ya | |
| Sent you upstate to get a gun from ya poppa | |
| Yo live niggaz on the wall write that smoke crack fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| Yo ya smack me and i smack you back fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| Ya'll niggaz think ya'll gone come around here flashin' track fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| And if you niggaz owe me dough besta get my trap fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| [starang] | |
| Son you know they can't stand me | |
| Cuz my crew pack heat like miami | |
| Ran for these rappaz outside of the grammy's | |
| They be killin me how they willingly be grillin me | |
| Cuz they shorty wop just be feelin' me | |
| Could it be, my name, or my big gold chain | |
| Now when we in the airport on our way to soul train | |
| I got niggaz on the west coast (west siiiide) | |
| That meet me at the airport carryin weed in they trenchcoats | |
| In business class eatin french toast and coffee | |
| Tell the stewartess to back up off me we on ya'll | |
| Warned ya, but ya'll still couldn't wait for the all-time great | |
| William h. word up | |
| And if ya call and i'm not home then you can call me back fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| You just can't smoke if you ain't put in for the sack fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| Son don't fuck her raw here's a jimmy hat fuck that | |
| (i ain't havin that, i ain't havin that) | |
| Here's a tic-tac your breath smell like ass crack fuck that (wooooo) | |
| Starang: | |
| And when you know, that when your mfc, your mfc for life | |
| 98 shit, willam h. duren, doc holiday |
| Starang: they don' t like us | |
| Rock: word up | |
| Starang: they don' t like us | |
| Rock: they ain' t gotta like us fuck them son | |
| starang | |
| Starang, forever like wutang, my crew brings drama | |
| Hangin your ass upsidedown by ya shoe strings | |
| Smoke tell em how we doin this | |
| Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness | |
| now by all means i do a show in new orleans | |
| And get wit bout it bout it mystikal starang we been missin you | |
| Last year atl we almost got physical | |
| I can' t talk now read about it in the interview | |
| while ya' ll up in d d i caught two and three stitches | |
| I was still gettin bitches in the tunnel takin pictures | |
| In the mazda listenin to kris got next' | |
| I wanted " hot sex" so i ran and got the lex aiyyo | |
| rock | |
| Aiyyo shit goes down | |
| Time to throw down show up this a showdown | |
| So down low now i' m low down | |
| Hold down the fort now wit a fo' pound | |
| Blow down ya whole town first go round | |
| Yo smile' ll quickly be switched bitch and you' ll frown | |
| When i dig in ya pockets and take all the dope out | |
| Lay ya gold out now and don' t pronounce one word | |
| Shut the fuck up probably cryin hold down | |
| Tired of punk asses takin shit for a joke | |
| Now watch you' ll pounce gat pointed at yo door pow | |
| Act like you know now | |
| We could be so foul shake your hand run up in ya bitch no doubt | |
| Chorus: | |
| I ain' t havin that 4x | |
| Shit yo game be asses i got two passes to the baja | |
| Ah ha then turn into night we fuck | |
| Yo cars superthug privelage | |
| I ain' t got to brag because i did it | |
| Run before the rap when i was scrappin | |
| On these motherfuckin mean streets of brownsville gun clappin | |
| I ain' t got to front i make it happen | |
| Strictly snappin necks, strictly macs and techs | |
| Head all night overdeuce deuce the feds | |
| rock | |
| Yo matter fact here' s a list of some of the shit i ain' t havin | |
| First of all there wont be no more talkin out yo ass man | |
| I ain' t havin no back stabbin i ain' t havin shit | |
| Run yo mouth you get smacked in it why why? why? | |
| Why ask why say goodbye to mister nice guy say hi to the bad guy | |
| Four horsemen head the magnum force man rip you get lit the fuck up speeed | |
| Like a spliff of human torch man this shit scorchin | |
| Do the research your feet hurt from halfsteppin | |
| Bitin my shit a make your teeth hurt | |
| Word is bond jovi b you wildin | |
| My dick dont stay out my high stop ridin my diiick | |
| Son niggaz tryin ta beat me in the head wit gats fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Run up in the piece think you gone dead that fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| U. s. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| We could take it ol school at 3 meet me in the back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| ruck | |
| Yo, yo.. " where ya at?" | |
| To all my peoples henessey passed off | |
| Give a toast to my whole mfc | |
| While you clowns waitin ruck is shakin the foundation | |
| Wit some groundbreakin shit that' ll leave the town thinking | |
| When i cock back my pistol drop back and whistle | |
| For my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dude | |
| We miss you stick a niggas roll and his fool clique | |
| I gotta full clip for you and all of ya bull shhhh | |
| doc holiday | |
| U. s. marshall and your little wittle when left is caught up on my pillow | |
| Eat a dick between 2 slices of bread you fuckin fag | |
| Mfc keep it cookin keep it cookin | |
| We emerge wit the blue print to plan my escape from central brooklyn | |
| Rock pick the lock ruck bust the sha sha | |
| Keep with the blast cc4 to blow the door now we blow the spot | |
| Armed and dedicated semi under rated fuck it to me dated by a wip ass | |
| You niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak mass | |
| Doin the macarana over 2 pounds of hash | |
| we ain' t havin that | |
| I ain' t havin that 5x | |
| ruck | |
| You dont got no wins in mi casa | |
| My shit' s proper you still suckin my kielbasa | |
| From hilshire i still fire from helicopters | |
| Watch the birdie i heard him tell the tale to the coppers | |
| Clock ya comin from the precinct singin operas | |
| Met you at ya crib from the blind side i dropped ya | |
| Knocked ya, teeth out ya mouth when i popped ya | |
| Sent you upstate to get a gun from ya poppa | |
| Yo live niggaz on the wall write that smoke crack fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Yo ya smack me and i smack you back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Ya' ll niggaz think ya' ll gone come around here flashin' track fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| And if you niggaz owe me dough besta get my trap fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| starang | |
| Son you know they can' t stand me | |
| Cuz my crew pack heat like miami | |
| Ran for these rappaz outside of the grammy' s | |
| They be killin me how they willingly be grillin me | |
| Cuz they shorty wop just be feelin' me | |
| Could it be, my name, or my big gold chain | |
| Now when we in the airport on our way to soul train | |
| I got niggaz on the west coast west siiiide | |
| That meet me at the airport carryin weed in they trenchcoats | |
| In business class eatin french toast and coffee | |
| Tell the stewartess to back up off me we on ya' ll | |
| Warned ya, but ya' ll still couldn' t wait for the alltime great | |
| William h. word up | |
| And if ya call and i' m not home then you can call me back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| You just can' t smoke if you ain' t put in for the sack fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Son don' t fuck her raw here' s a jimmy hat fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Here' s a tictac your breath smell like ass crack fuck that wooooo | |
| Starang: | |
| And when you know, that when your mfc, your mfc for life | |
| 98 shit, willam h. duren, doc holiday |
| Starang: they don' t like us | |
| Rock: word up | |
| Starang: they don' t like us | |
| Rock: they ain' t gotta like us fuck them son | |
| starang | |
| Starang, forever like wutang, my crew brings drama | |
| Hangin your ass upsidedown by ya shoe strings | |
| Smoke tell em how we doin this | |
| Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness | |
| now by all means i do a show in new orleans | |
| And get wit bout it bout it mystikal starang we been missin you | |
| Last year atl we almost got physical | |
| I can' t talk now read about it in the interview | |
| while ya' ll up in d d i caught two and three stitches | |
| I was still gettin bitches in the tunnel takin pictures | |
| In the mazda listenin to kris got next' | |
| I wanted " hot sex" so i ran and got the lex aiyyo | |
| rock | |
| Aiyyo shit goes down | |
| Time to throw down show up this a showdown | |
| So down low now i' m low down | |
| Hold down the fort now wit a fo' pound | |
| Blow down ya whole town first go round | |
| Yo smile' ll quickly be switched bitch and you' ll frown | |
| When i dig in ya pockets and take all the dope out | |
| Lay ya gold out now and don' t pronounce one word | |
| Shut the fuck up probably cryin hold down | |
| Tired of punk asses takin shit for a joke | |
| Now watch you' ll pounce gat pointed at yo door pow | |
| Act like you know now | |
| We could be so foul shake your hand run up in ya bitch no doubt | |
| Chorus: | |
| I ain' t havin that 4x | |
| Shit yo game be asses i got two passes to the baja | |
| Ah ha then turn into night we fuck | |
| Yo cars superthug privelage | |
| I ain' t got to brag because i did it | |
| Run before the rap when i was scrappin | |
| On these motherfuckin mean streets of brownsville gun clappin | |
| I ain' t got to front i make it happen | |
| Strictly snappin necks, strictly macs and techs | |
| Head all night overdeuce deuce the feds | |
| rock | |
| Yo matter fact here' s a list of some of the shit i ain' t havin | |
| First of all there wont be no more talkin out yo ass man | |
| I ain' t havin no back stabbin i ain' t havin shit | |
| Run yo mouth you get smacked in it why why? why? | |
| Why ask why say goodbye to mister nice guy say hi to the bad guy | |
| Four horsemen head the magnum force man rip you get lit the fuck up speeed | |
| Like a spliff of human torch man this shit scorchin | |
| Do the research your feet hurt from halfsteppin | |
| Bitin my shit a make your teeth hurt | |
| Word is bond jovi b you wildin | |
| My dick dont stay out my high stop ridin my diiick | |
| Son niggaz tryin ta beat me in the head wit gats fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Run up in the piece think you gone dead that fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| U. s. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| We could take it ol school at 3 meet me in the back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| ruck | |
| Yo, yo.. " where ya at?" | |
| To all my peoples henessey passed off | |
| Give a toast to my whole mfc | |
| While you clowns waitin ruck is shakin the foundation | |
| Wit some groundbreakin shit that' ll leave the town thinking | |
| When i cock back my pistol drop back and whistle | |
| For my niggas to hold me down because this here bout to get hit dude | |
| We miss you stick a niggas roll and his fool clique | |
| I gotta full clip for you and all of ya bull shhhh | |
| doc holiday | |
| U. s. marshall and your little wittle when left is caught up on my pillow | |
| Eat a dick between 2 slices of bread you fuckin fag | |
| Mfc keep it cookin keep it cookin | |
| We emerge wit the blue print to plan my escape from central brooklyn | |
| Rock pick the lock ruck bust the sha sha | |
| Keep with the blast cc4 to blow the door now we blow the spot | |
| Armed and dedicated semi under rated fuck it to me dated by a wip ass | |
| You niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak mass | |
| Doin the macarana over 2 pounds of hash | |
| we ain' t havin that | |
| I ain' t havin that 5x | |
| ruck | |
| You dont got no wins in mi casa | |
| My shit' s proper you still suckin my kielbasa | |
| From hilshire i still fire from helicopters | |
| Watch the birdie i heard him tell the tale to the coppers | |
| Clock ya comin from the precinct singin operas | |
| Met you at ya crib from the blind side i dropped ya | |
| Knocked ya, teeth out ya mouth when i popped ya | |
| Sent you upstate to get a gun from ya poppa | |
| Yo live niggaz on the wall write that smoke crack fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Yo ya smack me and i smack you back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Ya' ll niggaz think ya' ll gone come around here flashin' track fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| And if you niggaz owe me dough besta get my trap fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| starang | |
| Son you know they can' t stand me | |
| Cuz my crew pack heat like miami | |
| Ran for these rappaz outside of the grammy' s | |
| They be killin me how they willingly be grillin me | |
| Cuz they shorty wop just be feelin' me | |
| Could it be, my name, or my big gold chain | |
| Now when we in the airport on our way to soul train | |
| I got niggaz on the west coast west siiiide | |
| That meet me at the airport carryin weed in they trenchcoats | |
| In business class eatin french toast and coffee | |
| Tell the stewartess to back up off me we on ya' ll | |
| Warned ya, but ya' ll still couldn' t wait for the alltime great | |
| William h. word up | |
| And if ya call and i' m not home then you can call me back fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| You just can' t smoke if you ain' t put in for the sack fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Son don' t fuck her raw here' s a jimmy hat fuck that | |
| i ain' t havin that, i ain' t havin that | |
| Here' s a tictac your breath smell like ass crack fuck that wooooo | |
| Starang: | |
| And when you know, that when your mfc, your mfc for life | |
| 98 shit, willam h. duren, doc holiday |
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