BigWhiteBeatz - The Motto (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah... Uh... Leggho! [Verse 1] One time, I'mma do it for the city Influence my descendants so I'mma do it witty Got a girl that's so pretty, but in a fight she get gritty Any chick going up against her has nothing but my pity I keep bad chicks, call my house a chicken coop Rappers sound sick, get rid of them like chicken soup Oh, I guess you missed that, line flew over you I guess that's why I really just can't f** with you You too ignorant, your mind more narrow than a creek All your favorite rappers trash, throw 'em on the street Spark the heat, I'll bake 'em in an Easy-Oven Serve them up with Brotha Lynch, then I'm headed back to sleep Don't kick it with my friends, cuz they don't exist And I like a couple girls, but I don't persist They mostly selfish chicks, who give it up too quick I want a good girl, but these hoes so thick But they can get the dick, won't even catch a flick No Captain Save-A-Ho, just a one night trick Attitude changed because of my views And I won't mention that I still have the blues Ha ha [Hook] Now she wanna ride, grab the shotgun side Do it for the city, that's the motto that we ride by And we bout it, every day, every day Slinging rhymes every day, n***a, we don't really play Every day, every day, f** what anybody say Can't hear 'em cuz the headphones in the way Real beaner, wa**up [Verse 2] Time, for me to go in again Yeah, you notice that I do this with no friends I don't need a hype-man catching all the fame So I kinda gave that trend an end Yeah, I can do this all by myself Never needed anyone so go and k** yourself Ah, and I spit them good bars Kids be thinking I was being sponsored by Mars Another line that flew over your head I wonder if this is why I never get ahead Maybe I should dumb it down Nah, I'd rather have my sh** unread f*ggot, you really thinking that your sh**s hot But it's looking more and more like a sh** spot And I'm the bleach, come to wipe you off the game Your lame claims and name get no fame So exclaim the same shame you portray And run away from this lyrical display Dismay, and make way for my forte You kids better take notes on how I play [Hook] Now she wanna ride, grab the shotgun side Do it for the city, that's the motto that we ride by And we bout it, every day, every day Slinging rhymes every day, n***a, we don't really play Every day, every day, f** what anybody say Can't hear 'em cuz the headphones in the way Real beaner, wa**up [Bridge] Real beaner, wa**up? Leggho! [Hook] Now she wanna ride, grab the shotgun side Do it for the city, that's the motto that we ride by And we bout it, every day, every day Slinging rhymes every day, n***a, we don't really play Every day, every day, f** what anybody say Can't hear 'em cuz the headphones in the way Real beaner, wa**up [Outro] Yeah, uh, real beaner wa**up? Yeah, uh, Grizzly City wa**up? Yeah, uh, West Coast wa**up? Yeah, Street Muzik wa**up? Leggho!