G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... It's classic
Yeah, give respect to the trigger I've been pushed that line sice grade school, a I touch down bitches they wanna fuck now But can't get it, she got ass with a like... Pippen My it ain't never scared Got estate over there and hustle over here Dare a nigga try to take it he gone it til he make it break em like a bracelet, that's real talk, Yeah, you snitch if you get caught You already if you do then you dead And now in the hood trading cush for your baby mama throat But it up bitch deal with it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, bangin for the gouda Paper no food 'cause Yeah, I'm the driver and the the shooter and the I dare you fuckers get at me I dare you fuckers get out me, Yeah
See I grew up with the blue team before was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over shoes on these beats since the 90s I'm a factor Here this career until I'm in the here after Classic with this mike like when he was blacker And you, you remind me of me when I was I read lines and bring like an actor But I'm so hollywood you would think that I'm a rapper You think that I got in backwards? It really doesn't
Producer the rapper, he's the former I'm the latter Spacing out bars so you niggas can climb on I'm proof that you could still make loot and your rhymes strong Burn out the as hot as my performance Be mainstream dream meets the nightmare of The anti of everything most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no rules
[Kendrick Uh, my nigga we out Photo and nothing known for your luggage Down trip, you fabricate to the public we don't shit Believing it or not, call your bluffin' your ass with knots The juggernaut in your rectum, call pac and resurrect em' Sure to cause a spectrum, especially when my mental telepathy to f Em' Aka fuck em', aka nothings in my way once I b b b buggin' Fuck up your function and your house party my shortly about fortune And If the call me, I dress softly, just toss me life, And your tops and my possy came too properly bite Everybody's watching alright, if you're not me life Steal my big a kite, Got my shit when shit wasn't a doorbell, an insect or lightyear in Sight, amen! Now won't you be, a man! and pay respects and sure, yes we your baby steps, son! Son son Son son Son