Can't understand how I last so long Rap two hundred twenty five thousand hours Get it calculated do the math I made a thousand songs that made you move your ass And for the last three hundred months I made sixteen albums with me on the front and the bump Where you get your beats? I heard ninety three rappers say bitch like me And I'm still gon' yell it every time you see me in Why they gotta say it like $hort? You know they can't play on my court Can't hang with the big dogs
Grab the mic, spit one, let me hit that blunt Keep spittin' that p to the I-m-p Ball and g that's Memphis baby $hort dog that's Oakland baby Ain't nothin' but pimpin' these days g But these real hoes still know they gots to fuck Give a fuck nigga what you say Do you really wanna be like me? Spit game like snoop and tip They came with Dre they don't need id
You've been wide awake for the last 3 days Don't stop, just keep rollin' down hill Crash and burn, can't stand, fall back You're doin' too much you can't handle all that Man it's been way too long Time to let the whole world play your songs Like me my shit gets around Leave the country come back and hit the town I'm in Miami, New York, and Atl Houston and L.A. ask Dave Chappelle, about my rich bitch And made fifty million dollars But I'm crazy you don't wanna be like me I come from east Oakland where the yougstas get hyphy
Y'all can't fuck wit that