[Intro]
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
to a top, top, top - (big rigga)
Check it
Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it
Check it out
Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it
[B-Legit]
It ain`t a cell in this town that can hold me
And fuck the task force `cause them suckas tried to fold me, scold me
Told me if I move that they was blastin`
Got me to the station, hella questions they be askin`
Who`s a big baller? Who supply your crew?
Who got them big birdies in the box, is it you?
I never said a word, `cause nigga I don`t do so
You fools got some questions, better ask the lawyer-ooso
[Kurupt]
I`m so international, and all about my cashional
18 milly irrational, speak mice
What you want fool, dogg tell me what you need
Bought a couple pints of Hennessey, an eighth of weed
It seems time`s gettin` shorter
Time to elevate from nickels, dimes, dubs, to quarters
Kurupt, B-Legit, and 40 Water
Niggaz oughta - get to swervin`
Take a hit, hit the strip, then get to pervin`
[E-40]
Uh squa uh, squab music, mob music
Ride on a motherfucker and draw down on his ass in music
The 213, the 41510
Pull a hoe without a motherfuckin` tug of war
40 Water, your playa partner
Ever since the womb, I`ve been a tycoon
Actin` up (actin` up)
Actin` tough (actin` tough)
Actin` bad with all kinds of guns and stuff
[Chorus] - X 2
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin` big rigga
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin` big rigga
[Kurupt]
I got a half a ounce, and a `four to bounce
A half a brick to flip, large amount accounts
Life as a young nigga with loot don`t count
Life as a young nigga with loot turned out
You know it ain`t nothin` to it but to do it
Flow like fluid, you`s included
Pursue it, subdue it, and run through it
Doin` what I do, it`s hard to maintain my composure
Ah man, they came through with the doja, it`s on
[B-Legit]
The motherfuckin` County ain`t the place for the savage
A cock hound dank, smoke a nigga `bout his cabbage
But if I`m ever caught I`ma ride my shit
Divorce my broad, but nigga keep my bitch
Bury my mail in my momma backyard
Steady poppin` cons to correctional guards
They fucks with my crew `cause they claim that we be trouble
Them niggaz from the V to the H-I double
I`m tryin` to get this party, tonight at this motel
A gang of bitches there, some more on my voice mail
Bathtub full of the ice and the fifths
My homie K-1 rollin` blunts at the crib
First I take a hit, strolls like a pimp
The motherfuckin` savage with the million dollar limp
Another big day for this timin` ass baller
Hit the block, stock in my ninety fin Impala
Let them pipes holla, I know I`m lookin` saucy
Nineteen shots, sittin` next to my faulty
Stash my notch, shake the spot and gets far
Bitch, I`m a motherfuckin` rap star
[Chorus] - X 2
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin` big rigga
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin` big rigga
[E-40]
Open shop with a sixteenth of powder to a whole zip
To a half ham, now I`m sittin` kilogram
Niggaz `spect me to the upmost `cause I`m highly spoken `bout
Niggaz love me `cause they know I`ms `bout my paper route
I keeps my lawyers and my bail bondsmen paid
Shit, for all I know they might decide to raid shit
Back in the day po-po was easily out-smarted
But now they got some new and improved state of the art shit
[B-Legit]
Man, it`s goin` down, am I livin` in the past?
This modern day slavery takin` toll on my ass
You either take me in, or let this timer go
Or if you got some charges nigga let this timer know
I told you I`m a rapper, love to entertain
Catch me on the stage with a mic spittin` game
Legit`s my name and you can even ask your daughter
About Kurupt, B-Legit, and 40 Water
[Chorus] - X 4
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin` big rigga
From a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin` big rigga
