It Ain`t About You Lyrics

It Ain`t About You lyrics

*dialtone and dialing*
Soopafly: "Yea"
Kurupt: "Ay soopafly"
S:
"Yup"
K: "Ay, what's the name of that song that goes,
dada-dada-da-da-da,
dadada-da-da"
S: "It ain't about you?"
K: "That's the one you have it
on?"
S: "Yea"
K: "Oh, yea, that's tight"
S: "You like that?"
K:
"Yea"

Check check check check check
Microphone check check check
check check
1, 2 check check check check check
Live in the place to
be
Soopafly, comin at ya
I don't stop and I don't quit
Comin with that
dogg pound gangsta shit
Yea, peep game
Check, I break a nigga neck
I
keep a nine in my pocket and a home deck
I like to rock a show
I'm
stackin c-notes
It's soopafly mothafucka if you didn't know
Now peep so
sweet unique I doubt if you could top the peak
Keep em in check
No sweat
cock back fist connected to cheek
They sleep
Kick em in they ass wake up,
uh now
Let me take you on a journey block to block
Show you how to pack
heat, drop and 6 4 hop
Cut it up, chop, my homie got it, Tray don't
stop
Had them bitches dope fiending like I'm slangin them rocks
Straight
from the L we don't take no shit
We off in the cut waitin for y'all niggas
to trip
We the last mothafuckas you want to fuck with
When you in close
range you best to duck quick
Or get smashed your last chance to
forfeit
Game over
I knock a nigga from drunk to sober
I hope I don't
have to maneuver the choker
If you wanna dance I do the polka
Stickin
fuck bitch made Soop look like a switchblade

Can I ride in your
car?
Girl I've gone too far
Can I smoke on your weed?
Nah, that ain't
what you need
Can I borrow a dollar?
No, but you can eat this
dick
While I smash my shit and I pop in my car
Can I give you my
number?
Yea, next summer
But I'm hungry baby
Sh, me too, that's
crazy
So open up the door cuz I'm ready to go
Aight then, but I ain't got
no money
Ain't you treatin baby?
Hell no
Bitch take another route, you
ain't even what this song's about
Bitch, I'm on a ride, dip and glidin
through the hood
Smokin until the sun come out

Bitch please
Got
her speakin in Chinese
They like please
Yea, just pluck em
off
Mothafuck all you hoes
Fuck em all
This is nothing but true
game
This stainless thing got stained
The bitch gobble the best
She
won a contest for the best jaws in the west
The homie said, "Watch my
head"
But instead, I got a 45 caliber lead spitta
A nigga feelin
bitter
Shitty as some kitty litter
Take off, got a Adolf Hitler
Center
of attraction
Multiplications then subtractions
From the blast then the
smash and the cash and the credit
The bitch on my dick
I'm like bitch,
forget it
Let it loose bitch, won't you let it
For ????? I get a bad
bitch from Connecticut
A typical hoe
I'm only in it for the blow
The
bitch was only in it for the blow
I gave her some blow then let her
blow
Then she turned blue
On the speed I grabbed the heater and then
flew

Can I ride in your car?
Bitch I'm gone too far
Can I smoke on
your weed?
Nah, this ain't what you need
Can I borrow a dollar?
Nah,
but you can eat this dick
While I dip in my shit and uh, pop my cop
off
Can I give you my number?
Nah, maybe next summer
But I'm hungry
baby
Yea, me too, that's crazy
So open up the door cuz I'm ready to
go
Aight, but uh, I ain't got no money
Ain't you treatin baby?
Hell
no
Bitch take another route, you ain't even what this song is about
I'm
on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
Smokin until the sun come
out

Now all salute the supreme general that got style
And watch how I
rock and lock the block down
Tightly to fight me will cause disaster
No
chance to surpass the vocab I master
As the sun rotate, took my guns off
safe
Been a thug since 8, always drug my weight
I state the facts,
mothafuck a platinum plaque
Always got my stack jackin off from havin a
sack
Niggas act as if they back is stiff and can't put work in
Shake the
turf then get to tuckin they shirts in
But I'ma stay bangin
The game that
I'm claimin
Gold chain swangin
While the six trey hangin
Back
bumpa
Impact the dumpa in the stash spot mash out
Knock it locked up with
the ass drop

Can I ride in your car?
Bitch I'm gone too far
Can I
smoke on your weed?
Nah, this ain't what you need
Can I borrow a
dollar?c
Nah, but you can eat this dick
While I dip in my shit and uh,
pop my cop off
Can I give you my number?
Get at me next summer
But I'm
hungry baby
Yea, me too, that's crazy
So open up the door cuz I'm ready to
go
Aight, but I ain't got no money
Ain't you treatin baby?
Hell
no
Bitch take another route, you ain't even what this song is about
I'm
on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
Smokin until the sun come out