Cassidy - Split Personality Lyrics

[Intro:]
(We won the streets motherf*cker)
Hey yo Cass
What's up with you
Man, these niggaz on here on the streets talking crazy man
Yeah?
I don't know how you taking it
Man I'm taking it personally!

[Chorus:]
I'm a wind up hurting you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hating it
And I'm taking it personal motherf*cker!
(Motherf*cker)
Yeah, I'm a wind up murkin' you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hatin'
And I'm takin' it personal motherf*cker
Take it how you wanna take it
However you wanna take it
(Yeah)
Take it how you wanna take it
However you wanna take it
(Yeah)
Well shit I'm 6 ft. dirtin' you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hatin' and I'm takin' it personal motherf*cker

[Verse:]
Now I'm feeling like John Paddy
Illuminati with my mind, soul and my body
F*ck 'em
Still Ray Shady with the Shady
Hoping on on dice games
And if I ace It's a robbery
These niggaz talk foul like they got stripes on 'em
Cincinnati accent white and red lights on 'em
But I could fight so I ain't gotta let my chance go
Lead you on a pacer for what I do with my hands broke
Just know you tryin' go We ain't playin' fair
Shay ain't even got enough dice to take you fair
(F*ck that)
I ain't tryin' to wall them I'm trying to get my Don Cook
Bitch to give me more chin then a chinese phone book
You niggaz caught me out of bounds
Y'all should've did me
'Cause when we catch you all out of bounds
Y'all niggaz history
(Gone)
See all that their fun now we gotta ask something
More, my niggaz ride with 4 stocks we don't spare nothing

[Chorus:]
I'm a wind up hurting you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hating it
And I'm taking it personal motherf*cker!
(Motherf*cker)
Yeah, I'm a wind up murkin' you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hatin'
And I'm takin' it personal motherf*cker
Take it how you wanna take it
However you wanna take it
(Yeah)
Take it how you wanna take it
However you wanna take it
(Yeah)
Well shit I'm 6 ft. dirtin' you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hatin' and I'm takin' it personal motherf*cker

[Verse:]
I throw bullets like a quarterback
Put a hole the size of a quarter
In your hat with an order mac
For some ransom money you get your daughter snatched
If I hand me some money you never get your daughter back
I had fun with your baby mom and recorded that
On her tongue where I left there my sons and my daughters at
I bust a bunch of unborns on that on that dumb joint
And told her if I see a baby father then the gun's drawn
(Yeah)
Man you can hate it if you wanna hate it
But there's money to be made and I'm a make it how I wanna make it
(Yeah)
I'm straight stuntin' you niggers
'Cause I don't like none of you niggers
And you can take it how you wanna take it
Motherf*cker, It's the hustler Murda Mook
And I'll f*cking murder you, you try to murder Mook
And murder Mook, or murder you, you tryin' to murder me
'Cause I'm the best nigger, even death nigger heard of me

[Chorus:]
(Cass)
I'm a wind up hurting you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hating it
And I'm taking it personal motherf*cker!
(Motherf*cker)
Yeah, I'm a wind up murkin' you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hatin'
And I'm takin' it personal motherf*cker
Take it how you wanna take it
However you wanna take it
(Yeah)
Take it how you wanna take it
However you wanna take it
(Yeah)
Well shit I'm 6 ft. dirtin' you motherf*ckers
'Cause you hatin' and I'm takin' it personal motherf*cker
(Motherf*cker)