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[Verse 1]
How come y'all niggas bitter? Hatin' so much
You wanna be up in my hair, but you can't clean your brush
Shit evaporate, you just exacerbate
What makes my sex life great, you gotta masturbate
Your hair is fallin' out, my hair is growin' in
I put my hair in curls and put yours in a garbage bin
Then play piano on stage, live while I rhyme
And you niggas can't even bounce and rap all the time (I think I got it)
I bet Eazy-E is turnin' over in his grave, to see that some of y'all made gangsta rap gay (gay)
I got a brand new HK, and I sniper practice each and every day (okay)
My mama's conversation on the phone, short wit' me
I think she wants to have a heart-to-heart wit' me
I told her I would kill you niggas smartfully
I'm the star player; you can't start for me
[Hook]
Play that Quik shit, and get âem all sparked
Everywhere from Aard Park down to Carver Park
I keep it avenue, Iâm bringing brothers hope
Liquid change colours, thatâs that killer dope
The street never changes, only faces do
Every several years, it replaces you
I get the people loaded, when they canât cope
Put me on the burner, got that killer dope
[Verse 2]
I be all precision like the Temptations men, before Paul Williamsâ replacement stint
Or rehabilitation with the name is, my drinking situation is the same as his
Attention deficit cause I donât pay you none
I got the word before you came in, they say you done
Trying to fix your pockets with some broken tools
You run a broken school, full of broken fools
Now go and clean out your desk
Take your name plaque with you while they clean out the rest
Iâm the new executive movement Iâm beating my chest
And Iâm a mess, I digress
That Iâm too mature for the job I got, too young for the one I want
Two won when my cards go flop, give all my homeboys a blunt
âCause the point is, two spliffs or double jointed
Now letâs all go get high on my enemyâs supply
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I gotta be simply one of the greatest, one of the hardest
One of the smartest, one of the brightest
One of the ones who helped start all this
Some niggas eatin' simply because I chose to be an artist
Way back when I was homeless, way back when I was carless
Way back when my sisters used to kick me out their apartments
They back with their hands out, but they made me so heartless
I donât even put cans out, I ainât tryin' to donate
I ainât giving you bitches loans, this ainât no fuckin' bank
I ainât no house nigga, like-
If this is UAC music then what makes this so awful
Iâm back with the strap in my lap, Iâm back in the hood with the gat
Iâm back with the drink in my trunk, donât think so Iâll drink till Iâm drunk
Iâm back in the kitchen, slow roastin' a lesson
And I play my own piano, donât call yâall for no sessions
Iâm a threat and a blessin', known to keep cowards stressin'
While Iâm relaxin' at the shooting range releasin' aggression
Now tell me how you want it
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- :
- Compton
- Midnight Life
- The Midnight Life
- Miscellaneous
- The Book Of David
- Book Of David
- BlaQKout
- Rhythm-al-ism
- The Death Row Sessions
- Safe + Sound
- Balance & Options
- Under Tha Influence
- Trauma
- Black Friday
- Born and Raised In Compton - The Greatest Hits
- Trauma Instrumentals
- The Essential DJ Quik
- Greatest Hits: Live at the House of Blues
- Rap Beat From the Street
- Hip Hop High: Class of 1990-1991