Hey pull over there dawg them my niggaz over there
Aight
What up niggaz? Y`all seen that punk ass nigga Ren?
Yeah that nigga came through yesterday
Y`all seen that nigga video?
Na, I ain`t seen that nigga`s shit yet man
Man, that nigga`s shit whack any way, aight dawg
Aight nigga
Hey nigga put this in
Though you didn`t like that nigga, man why you always listenin` to his shit
`Cause nigga, I`m on his nuts fool, just turn that shit up
Man pass me the phone, yeah man what`s happenin`?
Yeah, so, we be there in a minute
Hey man, turn on the TV
Yeah nigga roll up that weed
Fool, you got some papers?
Yeah it`s in the room on the dresser
Hey man I don`t see `em
Hey man look in the closet
OH!! Damn nigga, what the fuck you doin` in the closet, fool?
Scared the fuck outta me, whassup?
[BANG!!!]
(CHORUS)(repeated)
And check it out y`all (Yo, I`m still the same nigga)
This nigga be creepin` on fools all day and night
I got determined millimeters nigga, fuck a fight
`Cause niggaz don`t scrap no mo`, that`s a no no
Fools get hot, they shoot yo` ass on the spot
`Cause bitch made niggaz get fucked like a ho
But be outta work like that nigga Arsenio
`Cause niggaz be talkin` shit behind my back
Wishin` they could get they hands sweatty on my nut sack
I ain`t from Ohio, but I`m a player
So pussy ass niggaz what the fuck ya gotta say a
Poppa gotta brand new bag when I rock
`Cause niggaz on the corner sellin` shit out the ziplock
Uh, but me and my niggaz sit back and relax
While I fuck it up bustin` on them tight ass tracks
Yeah, you niggaz know where you can find me
I`m kickin` back in Compton with my niggaz behind me
Still the same nigga
(CHORUS)
I used to be a magician, but a nigga gave up tricks
`Cause my assistance was fuckin` too many dicks
So I start my mission, leave my residence
Fuck it, nigga makin` dead presidents
But niggaz be wantin` they hands in my pocket say gimme
For a penny, all they feelin` is the jimmy
Like Rick James I`m bustin` out on the funk
Nothin` up my sleeve, the shit is in the trunk
But don`t make me bop that shit, and it`s on
`Cause I can get rocky like Sylvester Stallone
Niggaz shootin` stones, motherfuck a sly
If I wanted to I could hit ya with my third eye
Then you`ll be in a deep sleep
So bring the band by, `cause nigga chokin` like I mad fly
I`m still takin` niggaz out
With the shit that`s droppin` out my mouth
`Cause, I`m still the same nigga
(CHORUS)
Yeah minute you win it, a nigga ain`t a loser
It`s a black nigga hittin` corners on a beach cruiser
Or you might catch a nigga in a Chevy
`Cause my motherfuckin` shit is so heavy
Rap skits kicked to the curb, they gets no play
When I`m rollin` in the 4-54 in L.A.
Fuck the radio and they format
I got bitch made nigga killa wrote on my doormat
So niggaz don`t ring my bell
I gotta bad attitude and I`m mad as hell
`Cause I break God damn necks with my rhymes
Niggaz in the street don`t wanna fuck with mine
Devil`s be askin` what I did
Tell `em I make funky ass records, plus I built pyramids
But niggaz in the streets I`m a good fella
In the trench like Gotti, and the umbrella
Still the same nigga
(CHORUS)
