Lyrics:
stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
I popped a pill
Went straight to astronomy
Pulled up in a rock fit like Bob Sagat
Sip red with a white bitch
Candy cane
What would the game be
through every front
I speak on what I need, I foresee everything I want
I block out anything I hate, and still the home is still unpaid
The notice went
live my life free full of no regrets uh
I was crippled by my past I was getting left yuh
I was pessimistic I would wonder what was next aye
Then I met
like your own babies.
I tried the bob and weave, she caught me by the sleeve.
And told the pap a few things that you would not believe.
She want
up a boulder
(HACK! HACK!)
Hack up a boulder
(HACK! HACK! HACK!)
Up a boulder
Now, one day, now I believe it was on a Tuesday, a man in
I just tented all my windows, tell me what you see
I just got another call, time to hit these P's
I just stack up me some scrilla and bought
Well, you never quite forget the first tape you bought
Mine was Naughty by Nature back when OPP was hot
Who'd have thought that I could ever turn out
a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, believe that ho you know what I'm talking about
Yeah, bitch you know what I'm talking about
Don coochie hole bitch, better
bitch about face
And then I gotta split
Sorry baby, sour grapes
She wine, baby don't leave
I duck that bullshit, bob and weave
Everybody tripping, but I
them
Step on shit, bob barkers , these ain't , Tim's
Phone Beating a real drum line no nick cannon
Glock on me, I'm carrying it is what it is, ain't
the whole damn world
We gangsterous!
Bitches on niggas, let them think they got game
We sent them hoes, them hoes know Bob by they name
We put the P's in
someone to believe in
So in God's Son we trust
'Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want
They looking for a (hero)
I guess that makes me
really want
It's all I really want to be
It's all I really need
I want, I want and I believe
You thought you had the best of me
But now I'm what you
style from the town I'm a No Limit soulja
Beats by the pound
The game's ova when I speak to the crowd
My style is Vampii-mo game than Bandai
I
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
They say they want the old Logic, the one that flow like a faucet
I'm still the same me, they just don't believe it like
Paid in blood
What more can we feed dem
Give me a reason
Some to believe in
I’m going out of my mind
Bigger heads dem
Are out there treating lives
Like
say, he said
Vato, you won't believe what I saw
I saw this pack of guys and they act real hard (and what they do?)
They twist their fingers, say,
Shit God damn
I went driving by my ops block because I was reminiscing
So I slid to the graveyard gave my respects and then I'm dipping
To the ocean
stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
don't much even want to hear it
If it don't sound right
(Believe Me)
I can turn nothing into something dawg
(Believe Me)
Fully loaded ready How we coming
your ass rolled over
By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer
(mr. serv-on)
You bet it's me the only one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch your
I've always had a fine young lady to date
What I mean is, someone always answers when I would call
Although I never gave my heart to anyone
Said I
P
And what I have on my platters mad fatter
Than the average rapper who likes to blabber jibber-jabber
It's hard refraining from being so entertaining
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