Hey, pull over there dawg my niggaz over there Aight, what up, niggaz? Y'all that punk ass nigga Ren? Yeah, that nigga came yesterday Y'all that nigga video? Na, I ain't seen that nigga's shit yet, man Man, that nigga's whack anyway, aight dawg, aight nigga
Hey nigga put this in though you didn't like that Man, why you listenin' to his shit? 'Cause nigga, I'm on his fool, just turn that shit up Man, pass me the phone, yeah, man, happenin'? Yeah, so we be there in a
Hey man, on the TV Yeah nigga, up that weed Fool, you got some 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? Scared the fuck outta me,
And it out y'all (Yo, I'm the same nigga) And check it out (Yo, I'm still the nigga)
nigga be creepin' on fools all day and night I got determined nigga, fuck a fight 'Cause don't scrap no mo', that's a no, no get hot, they shoot yo' ass on the spot
'Cause bitch made niggaz get like a ho But be work like that nigga Arsenio 'Cause niggaz be talkin' behind my back Wishin' they could get hands sweaty on my nut sack
I from Ohio but I'm a player So ass niggaz what the fuck you gotta say a Poppa gotta new bag when I rock 'Cause niggaz on the corner shit out the ziplock
Uh, but me and my niggaz sit back and While I fuck it up bustin' on them ass tracks Yeah, you know where you can find me I'm kickin' in Compton with my niggaz behind me Still the nigga
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 nigga up tricks 'Cause my assistance was fuckin' too many So I start my mission, my residence Fuck it, makin' dead presidents
But niggaz be wantin' they hands in my pocket say For a penny, all they feelin' is the Like Rick James I'm bustin' out on the Nothin' up my sleeve, the is in the trunk
But don't make me bop shit, and it's on 'Cause I can get rocky like 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 the shit droppin' out my mouth 'cause I'm still the same nigga
And it out y'all (Yo, I'm the same nigga) And check it out (Yo, I'm the same nigga)
Yeah, minute you win it, a nigga ain't a It's a black nigga hittin' on a beach cruiser 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. the radio and they format I got bitch nigga killa wrote on my doormat
So niggaz ring my bell I gotta bad attitude and I'm mad as 'Cause I break goddamn with my rhymes in the street don't wanna fuck with mine
Devil's be askin' I did Tell 'em I make ass records, plus I built pyramids But in the streets I'm a good fella In the trench like Gotti and the umbrella, the same nigga
And check it out (Yo, I'm the same nigga) And it out y'all (Yo, I'm still the nigga)