Mike G - Norville Rogers lyrics

Say none, play none, be cool Still got my Sega that I had since pre school But I dont play games no more, see where im coming from They said lets make one, I tell em get it done Tell em blaze one, I tell em get it done Because a session is no fun without funds We to the mattresses like grab ya guns I tell em k** em all, leave none Be nimble, aim quick And if you miss one, make a return trip Doctor's orders, he tell me burn this Had to detox, but I'm still sick I'm what they rap about next This is an Eclipse and everything black but the checks I don't f** with n***as cuz they all lack respect So I don't even show my face I am Racer X Now I got em saying Oh man They ask me hows life, bout a hundred grand And I love women, but f** b**hes Because I love money, I f** riches They saying Mike youre really great I can't debate And I use to give a f**, you caught me a little late Now I got em saying Oh Man Taking shots to the head like a keg stand First Sunday, church service I'm that nice And I'm so high, swear I've died twice My God, we can't solve em Future's Odd, thats a problem Got no math they ain't pa** me f** green, burn trees And they've been on me since I dropped coke keys Check it out I cook the music and serve it up to the fiends Naw mean, now I got em sayin Oh Man n***as that lay down are the one's I can't stand And my mafia deep n***a, triple 6's I don't tell no one sh** they all snitches They saying Mike youre really great I can't debate And I use to give a f**, you caught me a little late Now I got em sayin Oh man To take over the world was always in my plans Never changed, never can I'm that fly, I think I'm Superman Said I'd never change, I'm always real This is some Superman, this is Smallville That means this is my town, I run this sh** And all my b**hes age no lower than 26 Feelin pretty good, can't tame me Had to switch courses, I'm in lane c You see G, OF I'm a Black Star, Mos Def You know how it go, show em no respect I drown kids I don't want n***a hold ya breath Now I got em sayin' God damn No two ways around it n***a I'm the man Already know, you a fan We goin' up in smoke, call it Amsterdam Now I got em sayin' Oh man Step lightly around me like hot sand My mafia deep n***a, triple 6's I don't tell no one sh** they all snitches They saying Mike youre really great I can't debate And I use to give a f**, you caught me a little late Now I got em sayin Oh man