[Intro: DJ Don Cannon] Imma try something different on this one Imma let this CD ride out And I ain't gonna say too much Don Cannon, (?) Smokee Robinson Aw yeah And I'm out, watch this [Verse Curren$y] n***a I'm Making moves word to Asher Spliff crews recording my album and mastered Flew to the moon 'cause they said it was made of cheese Be it the strain or the vein, its all good for me In the mix of the murderers Strip club parking lot, chalked out Cause drunk n***as refuse to talk it out Stomping out lit weed clips, finger stingers On the (?) actresses and related sisters Its the king of this rhythmic linguistic k**er sh** Rolling that weed, parental advisory sticker sh** n***a f** censorship That crowd moved but I just couldn't get into it I'm too big homeboy, simply couldn't fit I concentrated on myself and I struck it rich Was offered multiple incentives but I couldn't switch But I did get switches on that S10 Blazer Like Mr. Oscar, my pops parter slash next-door neighbor Might run for mayor, feeling so player Word to (?) At the Source magazine photoshoot with my homeboy Wiz On some live n***a sh**, G'ed up Chopped it up, ain't copped no cyphers, just chilled Yeah Ain't nothing going on but the bomb a** rap song Ain't nothing going on but the bomb a** rap song Ain't nothing going on but the bomb a** rap song Ain't nothing going on but the bomb a** rap song Ain't nothing going on but the Hitting all night long Fool ain't nothing going on but the bomb a** rap song n***a ain't nothing going on but the bomb a** rap song Hitting all night long Fool ain't nothing going on but the bomb a** rap song