R-E Me and Pimp C in a Bentley mayn, million sold independent mayn Told you boys you ain't eat like us, trunk'll pop but u ain't beat like us O.G. out
We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them
wit the FM 57 This ain't nothin to do with nobody But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies [Bun B] I'm comin straight outta PAT, like
blood) We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring
out they punk heat I make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys But I ain't wettin that I don't wanna send nobody back, violently, fakin that Promise
I feel you watchin me But it ain't hard to see that you can't see me You try, but what you think you saw Ain't what you thought you saw You bed-da off
ain't Dr. King Want to make freedom ring Wouldn't mind a pinky ring What's wrong with having nice things Shit, back in Africa wearing the gold was a sign of a king
home Chorus Your boy ain't a rap star, I'm nothin like Jay-Z or Game I got a funny soundin name and I don't wanna be famous I don't make a lotta
(feat. King T, Xzibit) [King T] Now to make it interestin it's me, King Trife Big Ballin' Nigga for bout half of my life Whether on my knees prayin,
I be laying that shit down Hold up, where the fuck you going? Nah nigga don't quit now Reachin' up under your shirt like you got a strap but you ain't
I'm bustin rockets screamin, "Die nigga, die!" (die nigga) Dont' fuck with D.S.G.B. or T.I. (c'mon) Do you know why, I don't fuck with nobody? (yeah)
, "Die nigga, die!" (die nigga) Dont' fuck with D.S.G.B. or T.I. (c'mon) Do you know why, I don't fuck with nobody? (yeah) The same shit, that fucked
me and Scenic wood wedlock Acres Homes my home, I'm a Nawf Side venteran Reppin' H-Town, smokin', sippin' on some medicine There ain't nobody better than
forgot about his sex case Everybody got a hit from the king But I ain't get the mask and the whole Pied Piper thing Till I found out who that really is Ain't
And I don't mean to sound foul But if I could hit that, I'd dress up like a clown right now So don't tempt me And nobody had one But we was rapping 'bout
call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? I?m like oh Kimosabe Your body is my hobby We?re freakin? This ain?t
King T] Now to make it interestin it's me, King Trife Big Ballin' Nigga for bout half of my life Whether on my knees prayin, blowin on the dice Bet King
too, and R&B singers Nigga quit Crip-Walking if ya ain't a gang banger [Chorus] [Bridge: Nate Dogg] I told a woman I don't love her but she wants to