G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... classic ya'll
Yeah, give respect to the trigger I've pushed that line sice grade school, a fool I touch down bitches they wanna fuck now But can't get it, she got ass with a nose like... My pimping it never scared Got real estate over there and hustle over Dare a nigga try to take it he gone fake it til he it Shawty em like a bracelet, that's real talk, Yeah, don't you if you get caught You already know if you do then you And now niggas in the hood cush for your baby mama throat But it up bitch deal with it, huh Ain't' no in my computer, bangin beats for the gouda Paper plains no 'cause Yeah, I'm the and the the shooter and the taxi I dare you mother get at me I you mother fuckers get out me, Yeah
See I grew up with the blue team there was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over strings on these beats since the 90s I'm a factor Here with this career I'm in the here after Classic with this like mike when he was blacker And you, you remind me of me when I was I read lines and bring drama like an But I'm so hollywood that you would think that I'm a You think that I got in backwards? It doesn't matter
Producer meets the rapper, he's the former I'm the Spacing out bars so you niggas can climb on I'm proof that you could still loot and keep your rhymes strong Burn out the as hot as my performance Be dream meets the nightmare of normalcy The anti of everything Still likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no rules
[Kendrick Uh, my nigga we out Photo and nothing known for your luggage Down trip, you fabricate to the public we don't believe Believing it or not, call bluffin' leave your ass with knots The juggernaut that's in rectum, call pac and resurrect em' Sure to cause a spectrum, especially my mental telepathy start to f Em' Aka fuck em', aka nothings in my way once I start b b b Fuck up your function and your house party my life's shortly fortune And If the feds call me, I dress softly, toss me life, And your tops and my possy came too properly bite Everybody's alright, if you're not watching me life Steal my big a kite, Got my shit buzzin shit wasn't a doorbell, an insect or lightyear in Sight, amen! Now you be, a man! and pay respects and sure, yes we progress Destroy your steps, son! Son son Son son Son