[Verse 1:]
Every morning I wake up I start my day off wrong firing up that kush before I even put my clothes on
Load my Glock 40 before I even wash my face I do these types of things so I won't be a murder case
When I'm rollin in my ride there be a look on my face so cold starin at your a** so hard I
Can see straight through to your soul
Ain't no tellin when somebody tryna get me for my riches I used to leave em' in stiches now I leave they a** in ditches
I don't love b**hs I don't love n***as I don't love nothing it's gonna take my momma comin back from the grave for me to love sumthin
I let my temper get the best of me and go off for no reason this is the beginning of kickin in your door season
I met a couple n***as in jail they were all screamin they were real but Joseph was the only one I could feel
You don't like it call the law f** you hoes I don't give a damn I'll knock yo b**h a** out and that's the type of n***a I am
[Hook:]
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A Tell me who gon f** around with Joseph Wayne Mcvey
[Verse 2:]
A lot of n***as mumble under there breath about what they gon do running up on Z-Ro The Crooked is what they won't do
Yea I'm cool, calm, and colletive but I ain't got it all that's why I go from how you doing to f** all ya'll
My attitude is rude enough to be a crooked cop but there ain't no red or blue lights flashin on the top of my drop top
I'm a gangsta and I spit nuttin but gangsta sh** that's comin from a 5 deuce Hover gangsta Crip
Bangin Street Milatary, Point Blank and Klondike Kat the sh** they were talkin about I grew up just like that
My hood was full of thugs, money, guns, and dope finding my stomach full of liquor my lungs full of smoke
I had a pocket full of stones out there chasin that money and once I got it I'd be damn if somebody could take it from me
Run on up and I'm a dump untill the trigga jam motherf**er you better realize that's the type of n***a I am
[Hook:]
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A Tell me who gon f** around with Joseph Wayne Mcvey
[Verse 3:]
The King Of The Ghetto ain't no punk muthaf**a I'll open my hand and slap muthaf**a guess they shouldn't have been stupid a** dumb muthaf**a n***a don't piss me off unless you ready to run muthaf**a
And fellas just be running off at the mouth like hoes but in reality your faker then a foot with four big toes
But me I'm a shoot it up and shut it down straight like that keep blowing combinations untill you can't fight back
From the city where everybody go for broke it's so crucial I can be murdered by one of my own locs
Hell naw you can't roll with me I roll alone ain't no use in calling me either I can't seem to hear my phone
f** the promoter cause he ain't tryna pay me what I'm worth I'll run away with his deposit and there won't be a concert (haha)
Free Fairo my n***a doing 50 agravated in the slame my criminal record show that's were the type of n***a I am
[Hook:]
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day, that's the type of n***a I am
N.I.G.G.A Tell me who gon f** around with Joseph Wayne Mcvey