No way, uh-uh, and you him it, quit it right now And you him
Here I is, sorry to keep you But now I'm back with more fire than Listen, wish man this track is Better yet, this amazin' This track me of when the studio was down in this Nick Day's basement My shit was far from place on a Buick Regal Check under that seat, look in the back of trunk is truly legal Hold up, pump your brakes You don't make no mistakes Runnin' up on the wrong nigga at the wrong time might get you somethin' hot in face And I ain't talkin' no mace I'm talkin' that that chase That that'll run you down and take forensic files gonna solve that case I a lot of that I did this I a lot of that I did that It's funny when he go to the and point at his man like "he did that?" You wanna stand so not gangsta to the judge, "I'm so not gangsta" Mm, mm, mm, I ya See, it's just best to yo part You try to be who you are You ain't gotta prove to me Motherfucker, I know you got no heart
You say you got yo money (I believe you) You say you the street life (I don't you) You say you got them killas (I don't you) I know a gangsta when I see him, little buddy, and you him
I been you sucka, I got my eye on you, man
No, no, no, and you him
He's a
No, no, no
He not
And you him
you keepin' it trill, all the suckas wanna ride Yeah, cuttin' corners in yo '65 on tires He tellin' lies and sellin' pies, I'm sellin' Shots fired, but he expired by the time How the fuck you cool? He even know the rules He flew the coop, he ain't got chickens you wanna move But I'ma handle this (show him how got to go) Before you get to management, shorty, you mop the floor He's not a hustla, not a gangsta Let me your soul, sucka, thank ya I'm a boss, you gotta if you wanna floss we poss puffin' that pine as I'm peelin' off
You say you move them right? (I don't you) You say you got a meal right? (I don't you) You say you got a white too (I believe you)
I know a when I see him, little nigga and he ain't you
You say you got money, right? (I believe you) You say you the street life (I don't you) You say you got them witchya (I don't ya)
I a gangsta when I see him, little buddy and you ain't him
Lay back, one
No, no, no
And you him
No, no, no
And you him
No, no, no
And you him
(No, I don't you) (No, I believe you) (No, I don't you)
No, no, no, and you him