Erick Sermon - It Ain't Part II lyrics

[Verse 1] I got a problem how you do that there It's been thirteen years and ain't went nowhere Still, one of the coldest ever done this sh** And ain't no motherf**ing question know who run this b**h I got my n***a Erick Sermon he supplied the beat And I be in the vocal booth, supply the heat Up in the game, for the street, these blocks and thugs With a pistol grip shotgun to box someone And it's a thin red line between what was and ain't Got a $50 sack, plus I love to drink I be in southside n***a til it's said and done And I was always taught to take the bread and run Here it is, the motherf**ing moment of truth I came in one deep now what you hoes wanna do HOOK: All these Rolex watches It ain't sh** to me And the Cristal poppin It ain't sh** to me b**hes out boppin Ain't sh** to me It ain't sh** to me, ain't sh** to me [Verse 2] Man, hold up, got too much bleek in my truck I silence n***as like gag orders With motherf**ing powderpuff I just add water I blow you punk b**hes out the frame And I'mma make you hoes remember my name I'm the J E S S E, J A M E S I'm shuttin n***as down, H town is mine I bet you know now So hush with the talk, talk Claimin you gon' put it on the map Well I done already done that So follow in footsteps of the gangsta sh**'s finest Since 1987, Mr. Scarface Gosh, I'mma stop you at the moment of truth The last man standin, now what you wanna do HOOK: So you got tight flows It ain't sh** to me Money, hoes It ain't sh** to me Brand new clothes It ain't sh** to me Yeah right, see this Ro It ain't sh** to me Finna get a record deal It ain't sh** to me Build a house on the hill It ain't sh** to me Brand new Benz, big wheels It ain't sh** to me, ain't sh** to me, it ain't sh** to me [Verse 3] Now the moral of this story here is simple and plain Next time you mention southern rap remember the name All you magazine n***as gettin caught up in the new sh** Just remember what the truth is My mind playin tricks on me, Scarface is back Diary of a man made, n***a comin agg' The wall, the dead, lettin n***as know I ain't a prankster Damn it feels good to be a gangster Smile for me now, I see the man died today, my fuel I'm still up in this b**h, what they wanna do HOOK: Ay, ay It ain't sh** to me All that talk it ain't sh** to me Big money ain't sh** to me It ain't sh** to me Publishing Ain't sh** to me Management deals ain't sh** to me Money, cars, j**elry Ain't sh** to me, ain't sh** to me