I'm not a ass nigga, just down for my riches, I figure it takes a million or 500.000 tapes To officially gold or platinum status That's why I'm always at
Practise, in and out tha 24-7 My occupation, is how I make my livin' I get harrassed mostly I go Can do my without a motherfuckin' popo
All up in my mix, I'm tryin' to maintain And get a grip light weight Born and raised in tha valley south The part of Cali, 'bout my mail
Struggle and strive all my in a world of grief Sucker motherfuckers wanna me of my feet But I'mma keep on steppin' and gettin' I'm not a ass nigga
I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, down for my riches
Not to long ago I'm off to the bank to my cheque The lady wouldn't give me no damn respect She started hella snotty, kinda prejudiced I guess she like the way that a nigga was dressed
Before I could get my foot in the door, right The bitch already had a brother me stereo-typed Ready to the button with no delay I said wait a minute, baby, you me for Andre
I'm not a rat wanna be I wouldn't rob a fuckin' bank for I get it honestly, so have no fear I make in a week than you do in a year
out tha geto, hillside resident Sick wid it records and tapes and I'm the So don't go that every brother is out to get ya I'm not a nuttin' ass
I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, just down for my
my language is vulgar, lotsa profanity I try not to trip when kids