Not My Job
(专辑: The Genie Of The Lamp - 2004)
[Verse 1] Dre rock the
jewelry with the
clear stones And get on a
nigga head like some earphones I
finna spit it, with a
clear tone Get yo attention, the
biggest thang since the
T.V. invention Dope as yola, I'm a
big shot, a
show off Plus I'm a
big pimp, I
get tow off Fuck a
good job, she need a
good jaw And sell BJ's until her mouth get raw I'm from the
California coast, beaches and riches Hit the
cot, get ghost, no more sleeping with bitches I
got a
coughnut, sitting on wires On Vogues bitch, not Michellin tires Can't control my desires, I
buy from Nordstroms not Fred Myers Do a
lot of weed, love my supplier She keep it, fuck the
blood out my supplier Man I'm bigger than life, I
do it Magnum And bout these broke bitches, I'm through with having em' Dre bogard, he shove and he push And start war for nothing G.W. Bush We be loving the
cush, but only in the
backwood It ain't a
backwood, it ain't all that good I'm from the
streets, where most need heat But I
slice a
nigga up like some roast beef meat [Chorus:] I
can bust you a
rap, but anything else, not my job I
peel ya cap back, but anything else, not my job I
get ya for racks, but anything else, not my job I
make you a
slap, but anything else, not my job [Verse 2] Bitch gone ask me to come with her to grocery shop I
told her straight up like this, "no siree bob! " That's not my job, I
don't do that I'm a
pimp slash rapper, I
thought you knew that And where yo dude, should I
serve em' the
news And let him know you finna be walking in some brand new shoes Ooh, you a
fool, gotta watch thy self One false move, and you could stop thy self Sometimes I'm not myself, I'm another man I'm a
rockstar, in another band Plus I'm the
man with plan in his hands Soon we'll all be playing in sand Cause to my estimations, and these calculations And all the
money I
made off the
Rompalation I
finna get as many didgets that's on my license plate I
shit on some of these midgets bitch I
can't wait [Chorus] [Verse 3] When I
dip, they trip off what Furl dressed in Plus I
got a
mouth full girl's best friends I'm a
back to the
future new game kind of nigga Y'all lames is plain, drinking the
same kind of liquor Wearing the
same kind of clothes, fucking the
same kind of clothes And you bedrock pimping, meaning yo games kind of old You don't want it with me, I'll bother ya So get lost pal, before I
clobber ya I
got golden gloves, I
give ya a
new look With stiff left and a
sharp right hook Niggaz know snitches, they ride and they go with them It's all gravy, as long as they don't tell on them Me and my team, see we a
machine Fuck with my mans, and I'm a
have to intervene I'm a
sporco, and a
sauncho Always looking out for Benny Blanco