G:] 9th Wonder, Warren G... It's ya'll
Yeah, give respect to the finger I've been pushed that line sice grade school, a Since I touch bitches they wanna fuck now But can't get it, she got ass with a nose like... My pimping it never scared Got estate over there and hustle over here Dare a nigga try to take it he gone fake it til he it Shawty em like a bracelet, that's real talk, Yeah, you snitch if you get caught You already know if you do then you And now niggas in the hood trading cush for your baby throat But suck it up bitch with it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, beats for the gouda Paper plains no 'cause Yeah, I'm the driver and the the and the taxi I you mother fuckers get at me I dare you mother get out me, Yeah
See I grew up with the blue before 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 this career until I'm in the here after Classic with this mike like mike he was blacker And you, you me of me when I was wacker 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 really doesn't
meets the rapper, he's the former I'm the latter Spacing out these so you niggas can climb on I'm that you could still make loot and keep your rhymes strong Burn out the as hot as my performance Be mainstream dream the nightmare of normalcy The anti of everything Still most likely to 'cause there ain't right no rules
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