[Intro] -x3
Neva Neva
Neva Neva
Neva Neva
Neva Neva
Stay up off it!
[Verse 1 - Anybody Killa]
Quit frontin`, actin` like I don`t know what you up to
I see right through you, so what you gonna do?
Never will you step a foot around me again
Cause hangin` with you, I can`t win
Some of the people in this world is some straight up hoes
Brown nose, I suppose, that`s how it goes
But I sit back watchin`, clockin` dollars
With a smirk on my face waitin` for you to holla
So I can say nevehoe, nope, what you thinkin`?
All up in my face, tryin` to thug, breath stinkin`
You can get the barrel from my homie Shaggy`s shotgun
All up in your face in case ya wanna taste a hot one
I got no love for them marks, punks, hoes, snitches
Grown ass bitches
So stay away and don`t come too close
Cause you may never fuckin` know who wants to slit ya throat
[Hook]
Nevehoe, you ain`t gettin` shit
Nevehoe nevehoe, stay up off it!
Nevehoe, you ain`t gettin` shit
Nevehoe nevehoe, stay up off it!
[Verse 2 - Shaggy 2 Dope]
I can`t stand a motherfucker like you
When my pockets in mind, I don`t care what you into
I got too many mouths to feed, from kids to mothers
My wife and brothers, and too many others
See I`m being tryin` to speak on
while you sit back and see me as a jar of Grey Poupon
I should`ve just stuck my dick in your mouth
Gave your eyes chocolate donuts and bounced the fuck out
I go home and meditate with some sage
Tryin` to brush off these forked tongues like back in the day
But your new name is fittle fingers
Cause you`re a bank account raper tryin` to steal my dinners
Just another undercover crackhead
It comes down to you ain`t rapin` me again
Nevehoe, bitch, for now and nevermore
Just get your hands out my cookie jar you fuckin` whore
[Hook] -x2
Nevehoe, you ain`t gettin` shit
Nevehoe nevehoe, stay up off it!
Nevehoe, you ain`t gettin` shit
Nevehoe nevehoe, stay up off it!
[Verse 3 - Anybody Killa]
Nevehoe, not no mo`
Cause all your true colors is startin` to show
Greedy ass, hand in the cookie jar
Tryin` to get a fistful but it`s just too hard
Let me catch you again, I thought I said never
Tryin` to take what`s mine but you ain`t that clever
Runnin` with a hatchet, Psychopathic, we don`t stop
So you gets no cream of our crop
[Verse 4 - Shaggy 2 Dope]
Twelve years in this game, for what?
So you can a bank teller out my butt, BITCH!
Naw fuck that, it`s time for some chokin`
Crackin` those legs open, cause your drunk and smokin`
Spittin` out babies like your spit your game
Shit loads of money in fifteen minutes of fame
Well nevehoe, no, I ain`t the one
I don`t pack one, but I do got a gun
[Hook] -x2
Nevehoe, you ain`t gettin` shit
Nevehoe nevehoe, stay up off it!
Nevehoe, you ain`t gettin` shit
Nevehoe nevehoe, stay up off it!
What, what? Bring that shit in bitch, what?! (Stay up off it!)
Man, don`t even touch my weed dogg I will bust yo ass (Stay up off it!)
Nope nope nope, you ain`t gettin` no ride
Fuck you, you ain`t got no gas money (Stay up off it!)
Naw, hoe don`t even worry about my motherfuckin` bank account bitch!
(Stay up off it!)
