Dj Quik - Oh Well lyrics

[DJ Quik] It's all I f**ing here "Stay positive, stay humble, stay the way you are" Tsh, b**h, positive shmositive aint no muthaf**in money in being positive T'f** am I thinkin about? sh**... Yeah, just call me the evil stepson of the West Coast And I'm on one Mausberg, Suga Free, Black Tone Now if I broke my leg, tell me would I get carried? (Huh?) And would you still buy my records if I got married? (Would you?) Or would I make the shots even if I was hurried? (Can I?) And will I still be remembered even after I'm buried? (Would I?) They got me waking up in the mornin and getting loaded Got me worrying so hard sometimes I'm feeling like my brain bloated But I'm a break it down, fix it and re-roll it (Break that down) And let these haters know WE control it I'm in this for something so different that you couldn't imagine The style, the flyness and the beautiful hoes (Uh-huh) The pile, the highness and the pitiful lows (Okay) That keeps a muthaf**a like me up on his toes No not quite; I want my props on the merit of the hands That I used to make these beats that bounce around ya Van I'm just a little grain of sand under my Dog The one who keeps me humble, keeps me up and working hard, hear me y'all It's alright to be in love with yourself But when she locked up on the p**y, n***a put her on the shelf (Lose her) Shake that c**aine clean yo system on up (Yeah) Shed that bullsh** and come bounce like us (C'mon) We trying to have fun from Japan to Comp-tan Spendin twenty grand, smokin Bud-dhan and n***a you can But I never went back to something that burned out And I ain't never did a party I didn't turn out, n***a Yeah, I'm back and G'd up [Chorus: Will Hudspeth (DJ Quik)] Things that a ghetto-n***a used to do (I'm still doin, and I keep it G'd up) Places that a ghetto-n***a used to go (I'm still goin, but I got it G'd up) Thangs that ghetto-n***a used to see (I'm still seeing it, but I keeps it G'd up) Get yo sh** right n***a! I got ten on it [DJ Quik] Yeah inflation's a b**h Just like these people tryin to get me to switch I aint no damn role model, I can't stop cursin b**h I'm grown I can say what the f** I want, get on I'm a rebel, I gotta keep my sh** on this level Until the day you pat my dirt with a shovel, Hello Because I'm real wit it, and y'all gotta deal wit it Put some money back in these ghettos and will quit it But till then you gotta make me understand Why it's so hard on a hustling cla** man Higher y'alls taxes all my life Why the f** I gotta pay y'all just as much as a wife That's some bullsh**, look the tool shed, grab some cool sh** Go on in Will's shed with your homies don't be pouting, keep a cool head (Wait) How many different directions can you pull me in? And how many courts of the law can you sue me in? For sayin "f** y'all!" I'm back and G'd up [Chorus: Will Hudspeth (DJ Quik)] Things that a ghetto-n***a used to do (I'm still doin, but I keeps it G'd up) Places that a ghetto-n***a used to go (I'm still goin, but it gotta be G'd up) Thangs that ghetto-n***a used to see (I still see it, but still it's G'd up) You need to.. Get yo sh** right n***a! [DJ Quik] Now I'm just tryin to do my best whether it's work, play or either And I ain't trying to be no preacher cus they ain't perfect neither Some of the coldest entertainers that y'all done seen yet With the sk** to rock these n***as and keep these hoes wet But there's a method to the madness that we suffer from Making the hardest dudes tremble and even tougher run It's called the spirit and it's fly, and it's making me bigger Keeping me from stressing out and puttin hands on n***as Ain't religion for me unless it's all to the plus Whether in the front of the five-hundred to the back of the bus I'm tryin to keep these little YGs out the line of the fire Even if it means I'm a take the hit, leak and expire Now I see what Top was saying before he left his hole Devil's shine like glitter, my n***a, but keep your soul Don't give another n***a control of your gold Share your parties with the world and watch you get swoll, n***a Yeah, but keep it G'd up [Chorus: Will Hudspeth (DJ Quik)] Things that a ghetto-n***a used to do (I'm still doin, but it gotta be G'd up) Places that a ghetto-n***a used to go (I'm still goin, but now I'm G'd up) Thangs that ghetto-n***a used to see (I still seein it, but it a gotta be G'd up) Ya need to.. Get yo sh** right, n***a! And you aint gotta gang bang n***a, just keep G'd up [Chorus: Will Hudspeth (DJ Quik)] Things that a ghetto-n***a used to do (I'm still doin, only if it's G'd up) Places that a ghetto-n***a used to go (I'm still goin, but it gotta be G'd up) Thangs that ghetto-n***a used to see (I still see it, but now I'm G'd up) [DJ Quik (Talkbox)] Right back to square one NY call me son if ya feel it (If ya feel it) Louisiana call me wody if ya feel it (If ya feel it) Oakland slap a broad if ya feel it (If ya feel it) Dallas rock the fronts if ya feel it (If you feel it) Sacramento hit the park if ya feel it (Can ya feel it?) Detroit rock a fir if ya feel it (If you feel it) Shocktown mack a broad if ya feel it (They feel it) Hotlanta bite the peach if ya feel it (If you feel it) Albuquerque call me papi if ya feel it (Can you feel it?) Compton head up if ya feel it (Oh, head up) Stop shootin, head up can ya feel it? (Stop shootin) Source mag, one mic if ya feel it (One microphone) Staten Island make it wetter if ya feel it (Staten Island) Brooklyn keep it hustling can ya feel it? (If you feel it) L.A. throw a party if ya feel it (Get Loaded) Humble keep it comin can ya feel it (Can you feel it?) St. Louis keep it cool if ya feel it (St. Louis) Pheonix keep it cool it if ya feel it (If ya feel it) Pomona town keep it pimpish if ya feel it (keep it pimpish) Corona, San Bernandino they can feel it (Do you feel it?) San Diego keep it Damu it and seal it (San Diego) Long Beach eastside it if ya feel it (Long Beach) Suga Free, gorilla pimp her if ya feel it (Stay Ready) And Mausberg stay The Realest can ya feel it? (Compton) ...feel it, huh?