Lyrics:
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (Nowadays yo)
Niggas
squad let it bust
Now he on the floor gaspin for some air thought you was tough
Tryna diss 4everLivin now yo ass ran outta luck
Pop sumn drop sumn nigga
at me
The light-skinned brother takin no shorts
Yo, who is that rappin on contact sport?
I ain't tellin it, records, keep sellin it
y'all keep yellin
the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock 'n roll
I never
the tec
To put a hole in your neck
See I rep for the four forty but I'm about the five
Ride by, blazin' out the five, nigga I'm so cool
Bitches say,
by the hour
Lyte is rhymin, perfect timin
Milk keeps the beat (I keep the beat)
With the tap of his feet (With the tap of my feet)
When he count it
you wearing cheetah
I’m just gonna burn you like a fajita
All up in your senorita
Skinny ass nigga, eat some Velveeta
YTT, pourin’ up by the liter
Yo
niggas turn up dead
I'm like a toaster the way a nigga burn up bread
Aha, I come on, I play chess when I'm rappin
For real yo, a nigga feel like I'm
and got me locked away
That still ain't stoppin' shit, this rappin' shit, he might just make a wave
10-4, these bad hoes was just dubbin' me
Real snow,
In the paint
I'm hard
Yo girl not a saint
Nah
Ever since i showed up
Gave these niggas hell
On god
I just met that boy and I already can tell
He
it? (Shock G: Yo go ask your mother)
The freak needers, the beat leaders
Let me tell you somethin', you ain't heard nuttin' this funky Peter
So
in the backyard
James ride by poppin a wheelie
Aye Tay I'm still dreaming
And I'm still
I'm still dreaming
Aye bro I'm still
They thought it's
and yo' jealousy
'cause niggas always talkin' the shit about me rappin'
Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happenin'
Poppin' at the lips but
for real, aye
Skrt, Skrt, Aye, Aye
These niggas be cappin'
I just be rappin'
When it comes to the shootin' they know I'm a savage man look at my sticks
i'm that man that'll bust dat ass
King tee talking:
Yo check this out. this is tha alkaholik crew. e-swift didn't they say it
Couldn't be done? they
Yo, duel seats in a Lexus
Styles is ambidextrous
Testosterone full blown
But not a sexist
Ride til my exodus
Spit with a death wish
Mics I transform
Baker, know I'm droppin'
Them tapes, yeah, huh
Oh-ho-! I be droppin' them tapes, huh
Tay K, I do the race, huh
I can not fuck with no face
Wearin' Gucci,
Yea I heard the shit you dropping shit Rudy poo
Just poured me a 4 you know a 2 and 2
If I catch you down bad nigga what you would do
My bitch from
written by rookies working Montreal Expos
I don't care if you act wild, bring your raps to the studio
I'm a get in your booty, yo
I'm a set up a bag
(I'm standing in the middle of it, middle of it, middle of it)
Yo
Y'all better wake up, you think we don't see y'all driftin'?
Sleepin'
this vibe
We shootin 4 tha Starz...
We Shootin' 4 tha Starz
Shootin' 4 tha Starz
If you ain't loyal from the soil we who you are
Up above the world so
shootin 4 tha Starz...
We Shootin' 4 tha Starz
Shootin' 4 tha Starz
If you ain't loyal from the soil we who you are
Up above the world so high
That lil
I'm like eight foot four, blond hair to the floor
You shorties never thought I dreamed about rapping hardcore
No I ain't got a gun
No I never
and chuck up 4 fingers twist the 2 up in the middle
Now you throwin up a dub come and vibe out wit a nigga
All my west coast niggas Throw yo dubs up
Throw yo
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