j Hood - Never Be lyrics

[Intro: J-Hood] Ayo Premo They definitely wasn't expecting this [Scratches by DJ Premier] "Never be as nice" "Never be as nice" "Never be as nice" "Get it popping" "Never be as nice" [J-Hood] History in the making right here What do y'all know about it man? Uh, uh, yo" [Verse 1] Ain't none of y'all n***as never gon' be nice as the God is Screw your bank account and how deep your squad is If it wasn't for the M-I-C, I don't know where I'd be In the box or the B-I-N-G Ever since I was a peewee, I always wanted to rap Kept the lock in the socks 'case a n***a wanted to scrap Had a bounce like you wouldn't believe When Nasty Nas was in the stands in the P's rocking army fatigue Use to steal my brother's tapes to come out with my format Then I learned how to lay it down like a doormat Outkast, Heltah Skeltah, Boot Camp, and the Wu Biggie, Pac, Jigga, Snoop, and Nasty too I got slick with the flow, the old heads used to make bets Trunks open, Geto Boyz banging in the tape deck And that was way before everybody had gats In them years, they was still chasing n***as with bats [Hook] "This is how we do" "I'm on my grind" "Never be as nice" "1, 2, get ready" "J-Hood" "Never be as nice" "This is how we do" "Never be as nice" "In the game playing for keeps" "Get it popping" "Never be as nice" [Verse 2] As the years went by, I grew and so did my vocab Dumb young with like 60 rhymes in the notepad All I need is a pen and a beat and I will mentally eat Call me summer 'cause I deliver the heat I got a dangerous mind like M. Pheif and Coolio Light it up, get in the zone, and go in the studio Bar for bar, I can't be touched Want to crack off on me, you're better off cracking a dutch Take real good glance, I'm hip-hop at it's finest Right now, the industry's flooded with little vaginas Rap version of Achilles, who gon' stop me? Gon' take more than a bow and arrow to drop me In the spot with more d** than Eckerds n***as bootlegging on the east, n***as don't be selling no records I'm 'bout to bring that New York look back 'Cause all these little garbage n***as be making New York look wack [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm 'bout to f** the game up like I scratched the disc I'll break every bone in your body, starting with the wrist I'm nicer than everybody that you got in your iPod Try to find somebody better, you better try, God Hizzle on the vocals, Premier on the track Audio c**aine, all you're hearing is crack Got the key to the city like they gave me the Nobel For shaving hundred grizzies from a key with no scale Clown rappers up, I knock them down like bowling pins I'm starving and I know these n***as got ends I'm the most lyrical n***a, just break down my wordplay Or hit the streets with the pencil and take the serve day Arrogant, but you can't fool me Been nicest since it was cool to smack a n***a head after he got a baldy Tales from the hood, money, read it and weep My prediction is a hundred and fifty the first week [Hook]