SportsCenter
(专辑: Dedication 2: Gangsta Grillz - 2006)
Cover my tracks like butter, so where the
bread be? I
see beef as dead meat "Who that, the
president?" "Yeah, me" No one scare me And you ain't gotta double-dare me, hear me? Loud and clearly, rats aren't near me Wiretap niggas get blood in their earpiece I'm from New Orleans, nowhere near peace Pure beast, fear-free, dear grief Catch up, bitch, I'm in gear three Zoom gone, see you! Peace... drop one finger (Gangster!) Fuck 'em and whoever made 'em! I
will hurt whoever love 'em, 'cause I
hate 'em Looking for a
lady, high and sedated Got her to the
pad, I
don't know how a
nigga made it She gave me relations, so now, we related The
morning comes; the
picture faded I
waited on my turn to burn, can I
get a
light? Little dog, bigger bite, Jackson Five, Little Mike Can I
get a
mic or a
mic and a
half That the
Source owe me? Shout out to the
editing staff, yeah I'm all grown, so much better with math I
need a
spread in the
Forbes taking a
Benjamin bath, yeah I'm serving this track like Steffi Graf, yeah Roger Federer; there's no competitors Niggas know my rhetoric; bitches know my preference Young God, baby: all them other niggas reverends Sitting in my big house surrounded by my weaponries I
keep them away like I
got leprosy Chopper right next to me, loaded up with pepper seeds Got an extra clip, but that's only for my especiallies, yeah (Dramatic, Dramatic) This is especially for you Just respect a
nigga game, what kinda referee is you? Swallow your whistle, make a
nigga ride with the
pistol 'Cause the
fakest niggas ride with the
pistol Even if I
die old, I'mma die with the
pistol And if you stand over my body, I'll probably kill you, yeah Now I
feel it, Weezy the
realest I
wear a
lot of Bathing Ape 'cause I
be with gorillas, yeah He what they're talking bout: topic of the
conversation Product of determination, yeah Stop playing, you are not up in my situation I
get money like a
Caucasian The
car red, so the
car Cajun, stop hating Y'all ballers, I'm a
sports agent Wait a
minute, lemme translate it: It's Weezy Not-The-Father Motherfucking Baby