Neh Nene
Jealous mother***ers will not to see me ***
Jealous mother***ers will not to see me ***
Jealous mother***ers will not to see me ***
Jealous mother***ers will not to see me...
Not to see me fall
Livin', livin', livin', livin' kinda comfortable
Large felon up
Livin' kinda comfortable
Large felon up
Ooh, mashing for mine
Smashing for mine, beating they ***in' ass
With my stop-stop, I go screw-type delivery
Never taking my foot off the gas
I'm the Old West and the New West
The Old Bay and the New Reck
You want me to pass the baton?
Come and take it from me
Plus I'm hollis, my wallet's my pockets fat and obese
If you name it, I got it
Ain't nothin' too far out of my reach
I got a mouth and they jostlin', man, they doubt us
But when they stop choppin' me up
That's when I'm a war about it
They kickin' rocks, they kickin' cans
I hear them gripin' and wishin' bad on my sales scale
They wish I'd run over and die and drop dead
Or go to prison or get killed in some funk
R.I.P., good riddance
What's the way that they will be if suckers be hatin' hectic?
Word of mouth in the 40, cause they ain't got no work ethic
Work ethic
I ain't never been no dork
No, I'm a icon, I'm a legend
I'm a walking landmark
Too blessed to be stressed
P sittit
Yellest mother***ers, we're not to seem me fraks
We talkin' mother***ers
Yellest mother***ers, we're not to seem me fraks
I said we'll talk to mother***ers
Yellest mother***ers, we're not to seem me fraks
We'll talk to mother***ers
Yellest mother***ers, we're not to seem me fraks
How you livin' man?
Livin', livin', livin' kinda comfortable
Large I say
How you livin'?
I do this from the heart, Bel-El, California's where I got my first thought
John Davidson Park, believe me when I say
I didn't come up under Dr. Dre, I came up under May
And you see a lot I've seen
Used to be MVP back in the day
Most valuable players way back in 1988
Don't let these haters mislead ya, I'm a for real street nigga
Niggas be getting amnesia
Dallas, Vertical, Coronado, all over the ***ing place
This *** ain't for everybody, my nigga is some acquired tax
I'm lasting cash, a favorite rapper, farting *** on this bass
When they brought me Yola Gang, used to push free bass
Not a lot of New York knowledge that you can read up on my discography
Play me falsely, cause it's hard for anybody that cross me
If I be slowin' down, man, you heardin'
Don't even waste your time steppin' on these suckas, step over em
Y'all is for the ***ers, look up to the TV, ***
We talk for mother***ers
Y'all is for the ***ers
We're not 2C, before
I said, we talk for mother***ers
Y'all is for the ***ers
We're not 2C, before
We talk for mother***ers
Y'all is for the ***ers
We're not 2C, before
How you living, many live live live
Living kinda comfortable
Large, small and old
I said, how you living, my
Living kinda comfortable
Large, small and old
How you living, my
Knock off
Knock off
Everybody wanna know who signed me, who signed you
Nigga, ain't nobody signed me, I signed me, nigga
Tell em' man, tell em' man
Lickin' over my clavicle
It's serious, not practical
100% tactical
Nobody else is good or not computer
No social networks, no executive producers
Just two-inch tapes, ADACs and D-88s
D-88s, mother***in' A's
Man, what y'all know about that? Real speak, my nigga
East Coast don't *** with me, though
Why they don't fight?
I ain't trippin', my nigga, I'm out here in my comfort zone, nigga
The West Coast, nigga
The Midwest *** with me, the South *** with me
The East
But the East don't *** with me
I ain't coast-biting, I ain't middle-finger-flippin'
And I ain't centric
You ain't centric
If I don't sound like your favorite artist
That mean I'm garbage?
What?
Cause I'm different, nigga
And I'm in the class by myself
Niggas got me ***ed up
All the way ***ed up
I'm the best thing since the triple grind
Since the triple grind
I'm the best thing since the triple grind