Lyrics:
talk?
Course not, I'm big like horse nut
Under pressure I don't sweat like my pores shut
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps
Get fix fast by
to pray
Oh, mama got a visa
You mean to tell we goin' Um Ricka
Now they want me to grease-up
Be less African and get amnesia
Nah! Slumdog Million G's up
My
I'ma kick that shit
[Verse 3]
Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit
I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap so
any beef, you'll get dragged in the streets
Give a damn bout your ass, bitch I'll smash in your teeth
When I rap on a track, I'm just gassing the beat
by me,
Lord I’ve got to keep it moving.
Some people feel like hip hop died,
With it’s pride, skateboards, and skinny jeans,
When DJs stop spinning
shit else to offer, Baraka
I'm only 5"5" so I love when they call me Lil' Poppa
I can't get a post, the copper so close
Less evil down here by tha dock
boss undefeated
You know that I always work my hardest when I rap on the beat
Cause it get real cold when you don't bring the heat
You know that I
(X-Raided)
Nigga
While you do this shit for fun
I do this shit on wax
Getting paid for my raps on my income tax
Stack G'z, shippin CD's
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
fast cars, my life up in that fast lane
Get mine the fast way, now they know me by my rap name
Meeting with the plug, negotiating the rates
Standing in
surprise, youse dumped on by some ki's on the rise
Shot yo' ass when I'm pulled out the chrome
I was puttin' niggas in the pavin' before this rap shit
no race
I pull it out and shoot it right in her face
You probably wine her and dine her
And get jealous when you can't find her
You're nothing but
black, you came up shorter
Geah, your ass is out, Eiht wrote a-
Nother funky rap about your jealous conflict
How you diss C.M.W, boy, you ain't said shit
don't mean I from there, peep
Only jealous motherfuckers beef, so point the finger
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get
too mainstream"
Well, that's what they do
When they get jealous, they confuse it
"It's not hip-hop, it's pop
" because I found a hella way to fuse it
much more cash than me
God, then Jordan lashed out the facts to me
That actually, I’m just a jealous nigga
Jealousy can get you killed
Jealousy can get
started by jealous people
Look at all these rumors, started by jealous people
[Steve Austin]
So Shadow, I understand you're having similar problems
Yeah
Y'all might want to skip this one, this is a
Harsh truth
Very harsh truth
Look
To all the ladies wonderin' why
Drake can't rap like that
And these niggas gon bite now
They jealous they envy of my style
We gon ball, the whole team
Get this green, stack that cheese
Keep that thot lil treesh from
a morphodyke biatch!
Say "Ah ha, Ah ha"
Yeah you thought it was funny
When you tried to rap, hunt, stunt, front
On Ca$h Money you must have been jealous of
That
I knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, 'cause I get respect, I bet you
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew
Frontin' on me like you want some
Better sell a million records, go platinum
Cause I wouldn't waste my time on a one-rap rapper
You want to get with me,
come
Niggas jealous, they wanted to rob us
I was just tryna get me some dollars, couple dollars
Turn my pennies from hundreds to commas
I'm so happy
on it
Sipping lean in this tonic
Like jesus just cross it
You comic niggaz just stand up
No NBA to get jammed up
I can tell by the hate in your eyes
You
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