Yeah.
One, two, one, two.
Tracks.
Bring the motherfucking horns in, man.
Let me feel this *.
Yeah.
Two, one, two.
Turn my motherfucking mic up, nigga.
My headphone right.
OK.
OK.
I went to war for the label,
and they turned they backs on me.
Put my niggas on,
and they turned they backs on me.
Niggas snatched my chain and pulled they gats on me.
That's the day I realized these niggas that rap phony.
They thought I died, but I rose from the ashes.
Like a phoenix taken back to 94, you bastards.
The 64 for Bancroft, the coke, and the traffic.
Triple beam on the table where I wrote them classics.
Bitch, I had the legs at C400.
On the block selling weed, them OZs at 400.
Six, 500 block, nigga, one of them.
The cane don't kill you,
then it staples in your stomach.
That's the bottom, boy, the name is yuck.
Niggas called me JJ before I changed the yuck.
I got that coke on the stove,
the pot flaming up.
Pissed them hard balls on the block,
then change it up.
The bitch said,
you motherfuckers trying to count me out.
This the new edition,
yuck,
but don't count me out.
I'm getting a little beef,
make you niggas doubt,
yuck mouth.
I got my record deal,
buying a * ounce in a drought.
Whoa, now what's realer than that?
And * beef,
I had these rappers killed,
but these niggas are rad.
So I freestyle exposure, business like that.
But you rapping, I'm a nigga that's trapped.
A real drug dealer, you know.
Gas niggas had to rap.
I'm just a thug nigga that can rap because I'm a drug dealer.
Nigga, my family been having scratch for 16.
You can *** a pack because I'm a drug dealer.
Bitch,
my niggas been flipping them whips with the mechs.
Gotta slip in them bricks because I'm a drug dealer.
You rapping ass niggas had to rap.
I'm just a thug nigga that can rap because I'm a drug dealer.
Yuck a vet, I was raised by the * best.
Bay Area bosses, Felix Mitchell and AF.
Flowers, nigga.
Little D and Big Bruce from the Seven Juice.
Govern Richie Rich,
the same niggas that gave pockets juice.
Pops moved to the Bay to start rocking juice.
Hanging with the flower boys,
peeping how them borders move.
In 1988, my whole family slinging weight.
My uncle had the crack house,
my sister on the paper chase.
Family business like a motherfucker.
Yuck mouth been a hustler since the fiends called the work a hover.
Box Cherries on the block playing Bataram.
Cause the task force hit the spot with the Bataram.
Kick the dough down,
beat my uncle to the ground.
Took my sister downtown,
now I gotta put it down.
Tracking skills,
stacking mail,
and * freestyle.
I learned how to rap in jail.
A drug dealer broke ass niggas had to rap.
I'm just a thug nigga that can rap because I'm a drug dealer.
Nigga,
my family been having scratch for 16. You
can *** a pack because I'm a drug dealer.
Bitch,
my niggas been flipping them whips with the mechs.
Gotta slip in them bricks because I'm a drug dealer.
You got an ass niggas had to rap.
I'm just a thug nigga that can rap
because they say rap the new dope game.
And I'm a drug dealer,
so it's only right I hit the track with new cocaine.
This crack fresh out the Pyrex pot.
This * the rumors,
yuck,
ain't never got dropped from the lot.
Yuck the hardest motherfucker that J signed.
Since * Big Mike, Bun B, and Face signed.
My prime like when they shot Baca up at baseline.
Nigga,
it's a rap,
now back tracks,
bring back the baseline.
Drug dealer broke ass niggas had to rap.
I'm just a thug nigga that can rap because I'm a drug dealer.
Nigga, my family been having scratch for 16.
You can *** a pack because I'm a drug dealer.
Bitch,
my niggas been flipping them whips with the mechs.
Gotta slip in them bricks because I'm a drug dealer.
You got an ass niggas had to rap.
I'm just a thug nigga that can rap because I'm a drug dealer.
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