[Interlude]
[Hopsin No Words & Snoop Dogg]
Porque!
b**h!
[Verse 1: ProducerX]
Too many rappers in the game preachin' now
But um a major one
I can even bless some
Terminal Point coming up on your b**h
She damn nasty but you couldn't see
Couldn't be
Can you believe a niqqa made it now
Now you fathom so you wanna ask a niqqa how
Man i just drop a verse for a verse
No turns or reverse
D drive like democrats when they stress
Be-beat so sick i put lines on a pill
Life on the line
Man i gottah pay bills
Pay bills
Just that, and give a f** what i k**
Sleazeboy, f** how you dream niqqa!
[Bridge: ProducerX]
Sing about money and how they eat p**y
Boy talk about talk how it gets heavy
I don' have any not rich but i might be
I don' snitch but i might steal
Hyped, that's how i feel
[Verse 2: ProducerX]
I could never really understand
How you niqqas rap about the things that you don' have
How you talk about money,bank accounts,f**ing who*es
When you thirteen niqqas never studied life
When the only cash that your a** got paying rent loans that you never planned for
Taking care of baby mama's that you f**ed from the club with your first paycheck
Why the f** did you sleep bare?
Um just sayin, um just sayin
This ain't a game b**h niqqa why you playing?
Um jus' sayin', um jus' sayin
This ain't a game b**h niqqa why you playing?
[Hook: ProducerX]
Drop a verse on a niqqa, drop a verse on a niqqa
Verse for a verse, verse for a verse niq'
Drop a verse on a niqqa,drop a verse on a niqqa
Verse for a verse,verse for a verse niq
Drop a verse on a niqqa, drop a verse on a niqqa
Verse for a verse, verse for a verse niq'
Drop a verse on a niqqa, drop a verse on a niqqa
Verse for a verse, verse for a verse niq'
[END]