| Lyrics: | (feat. Mystikal)
[Craig B]
What's really happenin?
This shit again for the 99
Silkk The Shocker, Mystikal, and Craig B
It still ain't my fuckin fault
Ya heard me?
[Chorus]
[Silkk The Shocker(Mystikal)]
(Uh ohhhhhh!)
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
It
ain't my fault
(Did I do that)
It ain't my fault
(Did I do that)
It ain't my
fault
(Did I do that) [x2]
[Mystikal]
That's right my meat and potatoes come
from my lyrical label
I throw my rhymes for No Limit like Jeff George throw for the Raiders
Don't cut the head off a hater, don't cash the check that they paid ya
Jump in a Deville
or Mercedes, Lexus or Navigator
Five hundred niggas talkin bout what they goin do, how they
goin ruin my day
Not none of them niggas be talkin like that when they come round my way
Hold your mouth as tight as you can, whatever you don't loosen your lip
I make your
tightest hardest rapper brush his teeth with my dick
I'm strict, I'm rich, I'm young, I'm
black, I'm set
I got it, I hold it, I run it, I do it to death
I'm hot, I'm dirty, I'm
oiled, I'm strapped, I'm done
Don't blame it on me if the police find a pistol and blunt
[Chorus x2]
[Silkk The Shocker]
Ahhhhh, lemme get it started, respect that
I can finish
You talk about goin to war, if you knowin you can't win
We'll make our money
make cash, with no gimmicks
I ride the tank and my back reads No Limit
Mistah rowdy rowdy,
write a book about it
Every rhyme, all the time you make a hook about it
Money I count it,
but it ain't enough
Heard I had chicks around me, chicks I can't touch
Since I have niggas
around me that a |
