Tony Rock – I’m That Type Of n#gg#

Tony Rock – I’m That Type Of n#gg# Lyrics

Artist: Tony Rock
Song: I’m That Type Of n#gg#

You’re the type of guy that f#ck with others guys’ girls
There’s a lot of cunt-ass n#gg#s like you in this world
But I’m the type of n#gg# that’ll shoot a f#ck-ass n#gg# like you
When I catch you f#cking around in my muthaf#cking bedroom

You’re the type of guy who gets the seven digits
Thinking you going to call my girl and come by for a visit
I’m the type of n#gg# that waits for you to arrive
So when you fall up in the thrill I got the Uzi by my side

When you’re standing there surprised, trying hard to figure
How I found your dumb #ss out, I cold squeeze the trigger
‘Cause I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#

I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#
You say you’ll lick it whеre we won’t
Homeboy, whеn will you learn?

Every b#tch {?} clean their p#ss# {?} m#th*rf#ck*r
I’m the type of brother that don’t ask any questions
If I catch you kicking that {?} to my girl, I pull the Smith & Wesson
‘Cause you’re the type of guy that has no idea

That there’s a mean brother with an Uzi standing in the rear
There’s no need for brothers like us to get suspicious
‘Cause you’re the type of guy who says {?} is delicious
f#cking with other guys’ girls, homeboy, that’s a diss

You thinking {?} is having clout, I think you have a death wish
‘Cause I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#

I’m that type of n#gg#
Let me spell it out to you
T-Y-P-E-N-I-G-G-A, type of n#gg#
What you couldn’t figure, why I pull the trigger

Like a bandit, caught you red-handed
f#cking around in my crib
When the bullet hit your #ss you’ll be dead before you landed
There’s a special reason why your drawers is in the hamper

You saw the nine and sh#t on yourself, you had to wear a Pamper
If you had any sense, you’d take her to a hotel
You don’t go f#cking around in people’s houses, that’s dumb as hell
Because once I catch your #ss, you can forget about the explaining

When the nine starts thundering, the bullets are gonna start raining
‘Cause I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#

I’m that type of n#gg#
You’re syaing to yourself, that n#gg#’s talking junk
Let me catch your punk #ss in my crib and I’ll shoot you right in the chunk
You ain’t the only cunt-ass n#gg# like that in this world

‘Cause while you’re on the circuit, somebody’s f#cking your girl
It ain’t no thing to brothers like us, to catch our girl, she gotta need it
But you’re the type of guy, if you catch yours you’ll cry “why me?”
You think you got some spectacular sh#t, it don’t last

That makes you look like a sucker, dying for a piece of #ss
That sweater that she bought you, don’t mean you getting over, G
You know the money you give her when you pay for the p#ss#, it goes to me
‘Cause I’m that type of n#gg#

I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#
I’m that type of n#gg#
Freaky, freaky brothers (Got shot in the #ss)

Freaky, freaky brothers (Got shot in the #ss)
Freaky, freaky brothers (Got shot in the #ss)
Freaky, freaky brothers (Got shot in the #ss)
I’m that type of n#gg#

Get up, get up you {?} ass-n#gg#, you ain’t dead, I’m Tony muthaf#ckin’ Rock, b#tch, you ain’t heard? you better ask somebody!
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Release Year: 1992