Read These Nikes Lyrics

The song Read These Nikes is performed by Geto Boys in the album named The Geto Boys in the year 1995 .

(oh my goodness!)
(hit it)

[ verse 1: willie d ]
Here I go again, another brawl, a conflict
Somebody finna get they a*s kicked
If you ain't down with the geto boys
Get your happy a*s outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie d don't give a f**k about a goddamn by-stander
So when you see me clutch my fist
Get out the way or get t-rolled, bitch
I'm inclined to physically whip your a*s
But if you wanna blast
Make a muthaf**kin motion like you wanna reach
And you gon' have a damn funeral next week
>from the hardest to the softest
For me to beat a nigga down is a day at the office
See, my appearance is so damn fly
It makes em say, "hm - he's a nice guy"
So a nigga try to play me like a hoe
Oh-oh, oh shit, damn, that's a no-no
I get dead on his a*s, so when I'm strikin
He bet no fall, or i'ma make his a*s read these nikes

(oh my goodness!)

[ verse 2: willie d ]
You read these nikes, cause you're f**ked up, punk
Here's the definition of gettin your a*s stomped
(I'm a nigga insane kickin a*s extremely)
So you weak-a*s hoes keep dreamin
Bushwick, can I get a witness?
(f**k yeah, nightquil that sickness!)
Yeah, and when I form this gesture
Don't call mama, cause the bitch can't help ya
Better yell for a paramedic
Or somethin that nature, cause i'ma try to break ya
a*s into muthaf**kin particles
Let's see if I can get you in a newspaper article
To hell with emotions
I don't stop till I cream a muthaf**ka like lotion
Remorse - what the f**k is that?
I beat your mama a*s and go get a six-pack
Gettin mild, I don't play that shit
f**k havin mercy on a goddamn bitch
Nigga get beat, oh mama
But if she f**ks with me
Her a*s is gonna read these nikes

[ bushwick bill ]
Yo d, I saw the way you stomped that muthaf**ka
And left your trademark upside his head
[ will ]
Yeah man, that was one of my ? ? ? nikes
I usually leave the whole muthaf**kin logo

[ verse 3: willie d ]
I don't give a f**k who you hang with, trick
Friends ain't shit when you're gettin your a*s kicked
But if your buddies wanna get in my mix
Chop-chop ( *gunfire* ) yo, bitch
It ain't nothin but a mere formality
Every s*cker muthaf**ka is a casualty
I kick a*s, you won't ever diss
Look at the bottom of my goddamn shoeprint
>from muthaf**kas done donated blood to the kid
Now do you wanna make a bid?
I didn't think so, cause I'd have yo
a*s screamin just like a damn hoe
When I hit ya in your goddamn mouth
And show you what a real nigga's all about
When I dispose of your a*s like waste
And nothin but my shoe is in your muthaf**kin face
You're readin these nikes

Look at you now, muthaf**ka!
(oh shit!)
Look at...
(oh! aw, hold up, man
Hold up, shit, aw, come on...
Alright, man, alright, I quit, man
I quit, alright - aw shit)
...f**k with me!
(oh man)

(hit it)
[ verse 4: willie d ]
Here's an incident that got me sent to the slammer
I'm at the club rappin to this hella hammer
This bitch was holy, severely cut
So I'm rappin to her, right? to see if she'll f**k
I never asked if she was taken, cause honestly
That type of shit don't matter to me
Just when we was leavin out the goddamn door
Some trick-a*s nigga fronted me bout the whore
I let the fool file with a diss or two
But the nigga kept pushin the goddamn issue
So I pulled out the 9mm
And bust his a*s in the head, you could see the
Blood gushin out his goddamn skull
He played hisself, now his a*s gettin drugged
I was charged with aggravated a*sault
But before I got off his a*s
...i made him read these nikes

(oh my goodness!)

Geto Boys - The Geto Boys

Apr 1995

Read These Nikes