negus

mister nigga

nigga. nigga. nigga. stand up if you're a nigga

stupid nigga sean

super nigga

uh

pop

pop

pop

i'm shootin' at your moms

i ain't writin' ahead

i aim right for your head

nigga

murder

death

kill

sex

money

mayhem

mournin' murder with a weapon

step into the a.m

believe in me

pah

the same way you believe in your god

whether it's allah

jesus or master fard

i mash up the bars

plastered ratchets splatter your car

vehicular homicide

fuck's the matter with y'all?

i will pop your noodle

if i don't do it then rock will shoot you

one smack in your lung bag

backpack rapper strapped with crack in my bookbag

i'm a nigga

that's what niggas do now

wouldn't you like to be a nigga

just like who? p

stand up if you're a nigga

yo

ghetto rock stars

guns

no guitars

throw some blow on the table

bitches dancin' on the bar

nefertiti on the cable

piff comin' out my pores

riff full of sniff

got you twitchin' at the jaws

went from dodgin' d's to the florida keys

secrets keep me from sleepin'

i need more sour d's

fine tapestry at the gala in napa

sallie had a one-track mind to be the queen of a trapper

fuck rap

i tuck packs in my briefs

that wack shit go against my beliefs

lt on the lp

iron on the mic

who the fuck is ike eyez?" nigga