Xvii Dee - Salt N Pepa

Okay we can start it up
Lil' nigga be claiming he gang
But he aint gang I can tell he ain't hard enough
I got a new car, sound like a space ship everytime that I start it up
I make new bands bout' everyday shit, lord when will have enough
They say that real niggas neva' say shit, so yo' talking ain't adding up
And they keep tryna' flex wit the fake shit
Man I really den had enough
(Yeah I really then had enough)
(Uh yeah)
These niggas be talking bout' how they gangster but you that ain't adding up
She keep on texting me wit the bae shit, but I really den' had enough
My mazi' all white Ian racist but the money been adding up
My mazi' all white Ian racist Ion fuck wit the clan shit
Niggas be talking bout how they gangster but they really don't fan shit
(Uh uh )
These niggas be talking bout' how they gangster but they really on fan shit
Please don't hit me bout' no money if you gone be on some playin shit
Swear these niggas act like hoes man they always saying shit
My girl pressing me bout groupies cuz' they be on fan shit
Man I know I got that style that these pussy niggas hate to see
My girl dont want me spazzing so she tell me that she pray for me
A mouse up in my momma' house bout' everyday I'm chasing cheese
Dave pop out with that lama out I promise he gone spray for me
I promise he gone spray for me
Im what they hate to see
I say おはよう to these bands like I speak Japanese
A ghetto hero I speak zeros like I'm Master P
And when I drive I like to push it like I'm S.N.P

Written by:
Demario Rembert

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