Hey, pull there dawg them my niggaz over there Aight, what up, niggaz? Y'all that punk ass nigga Ren? Yeah, that nigga came yesterday Y'all seen that nigga video? Na, I ain't seen nigga's shit yet, man Man, that nigga's shit anyway, aight dawg, aight nigga
Hey nigga put this in though you didn't that nigga Man, why you always to his shit? 'Cause nigga, I'm on his nuts fool, just turn that up Man, me the phone, yeah, man, what's happenin'? Yeah, so we be in a minute
Hey man, on the TV nigga, roll up that weed Fool, you got papers? Yeah, it's in the room on the
Hey man, I see 'em Hey man in the closet Oh, damn nigga, the fuck you doin' in the closet, fool? the fuck outta me, whassup?
And it out y'all (Yo, I'm still the nigga) And check it out (Yo, I'm still the nigga)
This nigga be on fools all day and night I got millimeters nigga, fuck a fight 'Cause niggaz don't no mo', that's a no, no Fools get hot, shoot yo' ass on the spot
'Cause made niggaz get fucked like a ho But be outta work like nigga Arsenio 'Cause niggaz be talkin' behind my back Wishin' they could get they sweaty on my nut sack
I ain't from Ohio but I'm a So pussy ass niggaz what the fuck you say a gotta brand new bag when I rock 'Cause on the corner sellin' shit out the ziplock
Uh, but me and my sit back and relax While I fuck it up bustin' on them tight ass Yeah, you niggaz where you can find me I'm back in Compton with my niggaz behind me Still the same
And it out y'all (Yo, I'm still the nigga) And it out y'all (Yo, I'm the same nigga)
I used to be a magician, but a gave up tricks 'Cause my assistance was fuckin' too many So I start my mission, my residence Fuck it, nigga dead presidents
But niggaz be wantin' they hands in my pocket say For a penny, all they is the jimmy Like James I'm bustin' out on the funk Nothin' up my sleeve, the shit is in the
But don't make me bop that shit, and on 'Cause I can get rocky Sylvester Stallone Niggaz stones, motherfuck a sly If I to I could hit you with my third eye
Then you'll be in a sleep So bring the band by, 'cause chokin' like I mad fly I'm still takin' niggaz out with the That's droppin' out my 'cause I'm still the same nigga
And check it out (Yo, I'm still the nigga) And check it out (Yo, I'm still the nigga)
Yeah, minute you win it, a nigga a loser It's a black nigga hittin' corners on a beach Or you might a nigga in a Chevy 'Cause my motherfuckin' is so heavy
Rap skits to the curb, they gets no play When I'm rollin' in the in L.A. Fuck the and they format I got bitch made nigga killa wrote on my
So don't ring my bell I gotta bad and I'm mad as hell 'Cause I break goddamn necks my rhymes Niggaz in the street don't wanna fuck mine
Devil's be askin' I did Tell 'em I make funky ass records, plus I pyramids But niggaz in the streets I'm a fella In the trench like and the umbrella, still the same nigga
And check it out (Yo, I'm still the nigga) And check it out (Yo, I'm the same nigga)