Goldy - Never That lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Ant Diddley Dog ] It's money to make and p**y to get, so I'mma make it quick I might offend, but it depends on how you take this sh** Real n***as know, b**h, you be schemin for your last bone You pick em up, and they be stuck, you got your cash on Then they talk sh**, ain't that a b**h, you think your a** grown? You ain't got no cash? I'm out of gas, walk your a** home Goldy, you feel me when I dog hoes in Oakland city Should I feel sympathy? (Never that) I shows not pity To a b**h or a goddamn dopefiend If you smoke cream, muthaf**a, 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 n***as who think they bigger disrespectin me You try that, and I'm cuttin short your life expectency A cold gangster, never wastin no time You know you got to have nine triggers right in your spine, n***a So watch your back if you don't think that you can fall, man f** the laws, n***as 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 b**h So if you funny style, come with a better act Me slippin? I'm a Oakland gangster, never that [ Ant Banks ] I be that bad-a** n***a in your sh** tonight ho With Goldy in the land of funk, just for ninety-fo' So here we go, really doe, sh**, I gotta burp Rappin Ron, won't you take it, sh**, my throat hurt [ VERSE 2: Rappin' Ron ] 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 a** dead in a casket with all black on That's what Ron'll do off the bomb and brew f** up you, and your crew, and your mama too Peace be out to you, asalaam alaikum But if a n***a talk that sh**, watch how I'mma break him Cause I'm a vet quick to set muthaf**as 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 b**h And I take ya like a cup of coffee, you're just a softie You better back the f** up off me Tellin n***as 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-a** n***a, and you've done never practiced And me fall off on the mic, never that, b**h [ VERSE 3: Pee Wee ] She's a seditty ho, but she dropped the panty hose She seeen me in videos and she jocked me for cameos All the time I'm in the Oak, pal, horny as totem smile And b**hes 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 b**h is cleanin my clothes Cocaine to powder her nose, she rode around in a rolls With some muthaf**a I don't really know Goddamn, gettin high and gettin drunk n***a, I ain't a chump, but I come with some funk Back on the track, muthaf**a stayin black Dick grows long like a f**in Cadillac b**h, get with this or b**h, get with that A stack for the cat? b**h, never that When a n***a's gettin laid Cause your a**'ll get played On the next f**in record Now b**h get naked [ VERSE 4: Goldy ] It's that yellow-a** n***a 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 b**hes 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 b**h is too hard to knock Too good to ho, 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 ho stroll flirtin with Tonto Welcome to the land of funk where everything 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 f**in em, makin em men, s**in 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 ho or die, b**h, 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 n***a camp s** my dick like a lollypop Cause you can't make no money with that sloppy co*k You shouldn'ta never tried to play me, I'm a clever cat I pay you when you work, give you money, b**h, never that Now all you square-a** 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 muthaf**in face We got the muthaf**in funkmaster P Double Double E Pee Wee in the muthaf**in house Ant Biggedy muthaf**in Bankster What's up Big Banks, you fartin, burpin muthaf**a We got fat a** Kris Black CD, my boy came home to his partner Lil' Shawn just hooked up with the crew Asey muthaf**in pimp-as player from the Richtown These just n***as in the house I'm just yellin out We got big-a** ballin-a** Funktown Dave in here Is it all good, Dave? What's up, mayn, what's goin on? It's all good I'mma wind it up, take it on home right now We got muthaf**in Rappin Ron from 890 We got Ant Diddley muthaf**in Dog comin 9000 strong And I'm out to be out this muthaf**a Out the p**y With no rubber