G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... It's classic
Yeah, give to the trigger finger I've pushed that line sice grade school, a fool Since I down bitches they wanna fuck now But can't get it, she got ass with a nose like... My it ain't never scared Got real estate there and hustle over here Dare a nigga try to take it he fake it til he make it Shawty break em like a bracelet, real talk, Yeah, don't you snitch if you get You know if you do then you dead And now niggas in the hood trading for your baby mama throat But it up bitch deal with it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, bangin beats for the Paper plains no food Yeah, I'm the driver and the the and the taxi I you mother fuckers get at me I dare you mother fuckers get out me,
See I grew up with the team before there was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over strings Rhyming on these beats the 90s I'm a factor with this career until I'm in the here after Classic this mike like mike when he was blacker And you, you me of me when I was wacker I read lines and bring drama an actor But I'm so hollywood that you would think that I'm a You think that I got in It really doesn't matter
Producer meets the rapper, he's the I'm the latter Spacing out these bars so you 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 meets the nightmare of normalcy The anti of cool Still most likely to 'cause there ain't right no rules
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