Ay, how it go man how it go man Ay man I know y'all feelin' like And I'm right here, I ain't going nowhere
Shit I'm just a Rappa Sanga man I'm just a Ternt Sanga man I'm a Rappa Ternt man Don't worry 'bout it
Ay, naw let me you a little story About this Rappa man Shit, from the start in his He had a pass in the
Put a pass in it Rappa producer, a stack of thangs And then one day he said to You a man has to change
So now he a Rappa, a Sanga, a danca, a Man can't be way more to serious I'm tryin' drop this real but ain't hearin' this, they fearin' this Used to all that shit hear on the radio
I bet I can stay or somebody And gone play me though So we came up, not givin' a What a gotta say 'bout Pain
Got niggas ladies droppin' they panties Smackin' they fannies, his name So I'm playin' the game they want me to everything they want me to say
And I home boy If I get back to this It won't be today got time For the rap shit, bap
Make a hand shit Nappy, nappy, nappy mo' nap That shit second, this shit That shit harder, this shit
And this shit me And it me to let it go But I come back to the sack To let otha niggas know
That it's another side of Another dub on the Machetti A fucking prime on the Chevy The situation heavy
So it in yo heart To let me put this gang bangin' shit I've made it up in my mind that I'ma today A Rappa Sanga