Off Top Of THe Head Pt. 4

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TASH

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Uh, expensive things, diamond rings and things
You know, rap life, rap life, say what, ah, uh

Rap niggaz, we dippin' individuals
Some of us be frontin', some of us is really criminals
Swimmin' in the women and money we never had, it's sad
Rap could turn a good nigga bad
But not CaTash though I gaffle respect with no hassle
I'm still the same nigga, light skinded, curly afro
What's up though, I'm still the same nigga, a super freak
I blow a G a week, catch me burnin' rubber up the street

Rap niggaz, always smokin' indo
So every time we puff, it's twenty dollars out the window
But what is friends fo', we gonna blow that dough regardless
My niggaz live the life and they ain't even rap artists
Rap money, we get that shit and blow it
We trick thirty G's and ain't got shit to show for it
Let me get that case of Moet, let me get that CLK
Let me get that ounce of bomb from my man from East L.A.
Let me get that

Rap niggaz get money, press up and get hundreds
Be like all them niggaz on it
Which side rock the most, it don't matter 'cuz it get notes
Meet you on the left side of the boat

Coast, drivin' it most, we like where them niggaz go
We like everywhere, party where the fans go
It's all rap hype, young black niggaz that's mad hype
Got ya station in a smash right