Jeep Ass Niguh

Masta Ase Inc.

May I see your driver's license please? May I see your DRIVER'S



LISCENSE please. What's that in your cassette deck?




Braniac dumb dumbs bust the scientifical



Approach to the coarse and the force is centrifical



Can you find your way through the lyrics that be catchin em?



Throw another rhyme across the room they be fetchin em



When they take a loss take a loss to the master and



I throw crazy blows and they know I be plasterin



All across the room, on the ceilings and the walls too



Punk muthafuckas didnt know I had the balls to



Come around their block with my cock diesel system and



Turned it up to ten and then start to dis em and



They didn't wanna battle



If they did, when they saw me they'da open up the trunk



But they tried to ignore me



Hey muthafuckas, I know you hear me calling you



Thought you wanted some but I see that you all into



Frontin. Ain't no future in your frontin, so Let's Get It On



Like Marvin Gaye (hey)



Take the cash and sit it on



The hood of your bullshit, lowriding Cadillac



Back up your boys and let's start to battle. Act



Like ya know; the Masta Ase don't play when it come to my bass




Ima Jeep Ass Niguh




Drivin down the block; like what else shoulda brotha do?



It's Saturday, it's Saturday, the heat might smotha you



Rollin down my windows, yeah, I have a air conditiona



But I got the sound I want the whole world to listen ta



Waitin at a red light; Kentucky Fried Chicken and



Low End Theory tape in; bass crazy kickin and



See this Puerto Rican latin chico, rico, suave



in a red Corolla; ay yo, does he wanna play?



Show me whatcha got, then watch me get up on it



Holdin up up traffic but we can't hear they horns



Cause he got music ?



Yea, he got it goin on



But I think I better school em, cause he don't know the time



So I'm turnin up the boom, cause he cannot fuck with mine



Brothas hear me from like fifty blocks away



I - wanna turn their head, so you know I gotta play high



Decibals



Passin through a residential disctrict



See a few cuties and I turn it up like this quick



Mira, mira, man



Don't sleep, I got the, I got the, I got the woofers in my jeep




Ima Jeep Ass Niguh



Ima Jeep Ass Niguh






Black boy, black boy, turn that shit down



You know that America don't wanna hear the sound



Of the bass drum jungle music



Go back to Afrika



Niguh, I'll arrest ya if you're holding up traffic



I'll be damned if I listen



So cops, save your breath and



Write antoher ticket if you have any left and



I'm breakin eardrums while I'm breakin the law



I'm disturbin all the peace cause Sister Soldier said, "War"



So catch me if ya can, if ya can. Here's a donut



Cause when you drive away, yo, you know Ima go nut



And turn it up yo where it was befo