I'm pollaseeds I'm spittin' I'm spittin' I'm spittin'
I'm pollaseeds These niggaz is too I'm spittin' 'em one by one You got me fucked up
Fuck a ghostwriter, in the back Of the studio tryin' to a nigga rap It's The Muppet Show, most niggaz A&R To tell 'em how to a hoe
Ice Cube, emcee Write everything I say, back in the day I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a You can your catchy lines I'm to write a rhyme
If you got a tryin' to act black Think you know the You's a fuckin' vulture You never a mic You're dressed like a dyke what ya don't like
Who deserve 5 Mics, who 2 But the with 2 still can serve you This Coast flow is different than the East But it ain't no in the street
I'm spittin' I 'em one by one 'Cause I don't wanna be 'Cause the salt might you choke
I'm pollaseeds I 'em one by one I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggaz is salty, they'll you choke Oh oh, you niggaz got me up
I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the with the torch In case these come around to see the Porsche When I brandish, vanish They don't understand like a nigga speakin'
No comprende, me no no Engle Here, now yo' ass feelin' Now, doin' shit like Darryl Stingley Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' ray
Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all king me Put your rap up on eBay Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ Baby, drop to knees, he deserves a BJ
I got a big nicknamed CJ When you see him in the hood, take it If you a breezy, take him to the Do him like Halle Berry did Ealy
I'm pollaseeds I 'em one by one I don't wanna be greedy 'Cause the salt might you choke
I'm pollaseeds I 'em one by one I don't wanna be greedy Because these is salty, they'll make you choke Oh oh, I'm spittin' I'm spittin'
to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper Pistol gripper, runnin' up in your rear view mirror to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies Cube me the lob like Odom to Kobe
So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all salty niggaz can't hold our shit Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers stole our shit
All you niggaz owe us All you did was switch your and ate our style up like ravioli On your raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses Off your face under the transmission,
From the Westside fuckin' up the the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham Dub Sizzla, dippin' on 'draulics and D's Spittin' at you niggaz like pollaseeds
I'm spittin' I 'em one by one 'Cause I wanna be greedy 'Cause the salt might make you
I'm spittin' I 'em one by one 'Cause I wanna be greedy Because these niggaz is salty, they'll you choke, oh oh
I'm spittin' I 'em one by one 'Cause I don't be greedy 'Cause the might make you choke
I'm spittin' I 'em one by one 'Cause I don't be greedy Because these niggaz is they'll make you choke, oh oh