You know who I´m talking to Yeah, you that motherfucker that betrayed your homeboys and you ain´t shit
Yeah, you about to get your motherfucking ghetto pass revoked, motherfucker Punk-ass mark, bitch-made Punk-ass trick in a basket You got caught up in the mix...>
It´s the nigga ya love to hate with a new song So what really goes on Nothing but a come-up, but ain´t that a bitch They hate to see a young nigga rich But I refuse to switch even though Cause I can´t move to the snow Cause soon as y´all get some dough Ya wanna put a white bitch on your elbow Moving out your neighborhood But I walk through the ghetto and the flavor´s good
Little kids jumping on me But you, you wanna be white and corny Living way out "Nigger go home" spray-painted on your house Trying to be White or a Jew But ask yourself, who are they to be equal to? Get the hell out Stop being an Uncle Tom, you little sell-out House nigga scum Give something back to the place where you made it from Before you end up broke Fuck around and get your ghetto pass revoked I ain´t saying no names, you know who you are You little punk, be true to the game
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Yeah, you thought we forgot, huh? Yeah, get a little money and moves out the neighborhood and shit But you still ain´t shit...>
When you first start rhyming It started off slow and then you start climbing But it wasn´t fast enough I guess So you gave your other style a test You was hardcore hip-hop Now look at yourself, boy you done flip-flopped Giving our music away to the mainstream Don´t you know they ain´t down with the team They just sent they boss over Put a bug in your ear and now you crossed over On MTV but they don´t care They´ll have a new nigga next year You out in the cold
No more white fans and no more soul And you might have a heart attack When you find out the black folks don´t want you back And you know what´s worse? You was just like the nigga in the first verse Stop selling out your race And wipe that stupid-ass smile off your face Niggas always gotta show they teeth Now I´m a be brief Be true to the game
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I see you got your fancy cars and shit But you know what? You still ain´t shit That´s right, I caught you slipping
You know I could´ve gat you Yeah, but I didn´t even trip...>
A message to the oreo cookie Find a mirror and take a look, G Do you like what you see? But you´re quick to point the finger at me You wanna be the big fish, you little guppy Black man can´t be no yuppie You put on your suit and tie and your big clothes You don´t associate with the Negroes You wanna be just like Jack But Jack is calling you a nigga behind your back So back off genius I don´t need you to correct my broken English You know that´s right You ain´t white So stop holding your ass tight
Cause you can´t pass So why you keep trying to pass? With your black ass Mister Big But in reality, you´re shorter than a midge You only got yourself to blame Get a grip, oreo and be true to the game
He continues to live in South Central Los Angeles And he puts his money into projects that improve the neighborhood...>
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