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Correct Never That Lyrics
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Goldy
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Correct Never That
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It's money to make and pussy to get, so I'ma make it quick I might offend but it depends on how you take this shit Real niggas know, bitch, you be schemin' for your last bone You pick 'em up and they be stuck, you got your cash on Then they talk shit, ain't that a bitch, you think your ass grown You ain't got no cash, I'm out of gas, walk your ass home Goldy, you feel me when I dog hoes in Oakland city Should I feel sympathy? Never that, I shows not pity To a bitch or a goddamn dope fiend If you smoke cream, muthafucka, then you want green So don't be smilin' in my face, lookin' cheesy You need me and ain't no bargains or no freebees I never have niggas who think they bigger, disrespectin' me You try that and I'm cuttin' short your life expectancy A cold gangster, never wastin' no time You know you got to have nine triggers right in your spine, nigga So watch your back if you don't think that you can fall, man Fuck the laws, niggas get downed like tall cans Ant Diddley Dog on the loose, I ain't a trick snitch I ain't never gettin' broke by a trick bitch So if you funny style, come with a better act Me slippin'? I'm a Oakland gangster, never that I be that bad-ass nigga in your shit tonight, hoe With Goldy in the land of funk, just for ninety-fo' So here we go, really doe, shit, I gotta burp Rappin' Ron, won't you take it? Shit, my throat hurt I flow tight on the tracks that y'all lack on 'Cause I got the lyrics and the style to fall back on So put the smart mack on, breakin' your backbone I leave your ass dead in a casket with all black on That's what Ron'll do off the bomb and brew Fuck up you and your crew and your mama too Peace be out to you, asalaam alaikum But if a nigga talk that shit, watch how I'ma break him 'Cause I'm a vet quick to set muthafuckas straight My rhymes are airtight, makin' brothers suffocate So brothers wait and puff and take a deep breath 'Cause with the strong jab, you ain't gon' have teeth left So run yo' mouth and you can get your chin broke Call your mama and your daddy, go get your kinfolk 'Cause I'm quick to go into throwin' you into a ditch See I'm doin' this showin' you that you a bitch And I take ya like a cup of coffee, you're just a softie You better back the fuck up off me Tellin' niggas you could beat me, of course you can lie But if you get up, you get lit up like the 4th of July 'Cause you'se a weak-ass nigga And you've done never practiced And me fall off on the mic, never that, bitch She's a seditty hoe but she dropped the pantyhose She seen me in videos and she jocked me for cameos All the time I'm in the Oak, pal, horny as totem smile And bitches let me dick 'em 'cause I'm kickin' it with pearls now Ain't got no zinas and vogues, I just got penis for hoes Ain't got no dough but she owe me The bitch is cleanin' my clothes Cocaine to powder her nose, she rode around in a rolls With some muthafucka I don't really know Goddamn, gettin' high and gettin' drunk Nigga, I ain't a chump but I come with some funk Back on the track, muthafucka stayin' black Dick grows long like a fuckin' Cadillac Bitch, get with this or bitch, get with that A stack for the cat? Bitch, never that When a nigga's gettin' laid 'cause your ass'll get played On the next fuckin' record now bitch get naked It's that yellow-ass nigga with the shadow side burns Sittin' low to the right makin' wild turns I make my rounds down the track in my drop Rome Droppin' the hoes off, pickin' the cash up Floatin' on gold, not chrome Diamonds on my fingers big as do' knobs My hoes ride the back, my main bitches give me blow jobs Rolex link, dressed in Cartier, carat diamonds I watch 'em jock and give me props 'cause the girl's blinded Presidential 'Lex on the stearin' wrist Parlay links are made of diamonds sittin' clear and crisp Take it from a mack, no bitch is too hard to knock Too good to hoe or too fine to jock Hey you, can I do you a favor? Give you the better things in life 'cause you'se my flavor If you're with it, drop your panties and tap your heels twice Repeat after me and wake up to somethin' all nice There's no place like the land of funk There's no place like the land of funk Then you fall into a magical sleep and awake Standin' on a hoe stroll flirtin' with Tonto Welcome to the land of funk where everythin' is gold In the plants, in the trees all the tricks know The breeze be at ease I'm the wizard of the land, follow the golden bricks 'Cause you be fuckin' 'em, makin' em men, suckin' and holdin' dicks And once you kick me down I'm breakin' you off and givin' you some I'm keepin' you dressed, I'm payin' yo hit and let you drive for fun So hoe or die, bitch, make your mind up You're lined up and signed up, but your girlfriends wind up Collar-poppin'-broke-fake-Louis-purse-wearin' tramps Tryin' to join the next nigga camp Suck my dick like a lollipop 'Cause you can't make no money with that sloppy c*** You shouldn'ta never tried to play me, I'm a clever cat I pay you when you work, give you money, bitch, never that Now all you square-ass busta hoes know what time it is With these Richmond and Oakland players, huh? We got some real true players in the house Let me yell em out while they in front of my muthafuckin' face We got the muthafuckin' funkmaster P Double Double E Pee Wee in the muthafuckin' house Ant Biggedy muthafuckin' Bankster What's up Big Banks, you fartin', burpin' muthafucka We got fat ass Kris Black cd, my boy came home to his partner Lil' Shawn just hooked up with the crew Asey muthafuckin' pimp-ass player from the Richtown These just niggas in the house I'm just yellin' out We got big-ass ballin' ass Funktown Dave in here Is it all good, Dave? What's up, mayn, what's goin' on? It's all good, I'ma wind it up, take it on home right now We got muthafuckin' Rappin' Ron from 890 We got Ant Diddley muthafuckin' Dog comin' 9000 strong And I'm out to be out this muthafucka Out the pussy with no rubber
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