Pop-A-Lot - Contraband lyrics

These n***as know how I'm living got a pocket full of dead white n***as Got a back seat for the bad b****** and the Dutch Master full of that white widow Thick white b**hes they didn't like n***as Mario put the pipe to en Now they ride around throwing it up with the pirus down in Compton (Mob) I keep the Nina regardless Work tan Chico DeBarge 50 for A zip of hi tec Stinging n***as in the project n***a think he plotting try again On pops I'm just tryna get it My b**h was tripping in the process Cause the blade was jumping like a mosh pit So fly I'm about to crash land Miami was the Pak Jam Re up with a trash bag They can hear me come in like I'm tap dancing All A n***a want is mathematics Back 2 back A n***a back at it Smoke it till I'm feeling asthmatic n***a beefin catch him in traffic Turn A bike into A beamer wagon Plug said holla so I'm screaming at him f** rap beef we won't keep it rap Imma smack that n***a when I see his a** Zip loc Pop with the work game Dolomite wit the word play f** around make it hurricane Blllluuuu Blllluuuu n***a BIRD GAME Ball hard strong arm n***as that was packing bags at the walbaumbs Fast forward I'm in VA n***as shooting like ball hog's Versace shades block the haters out I'm just happy that I made it out 09 had pink dolphins like I cashed out with paper route Foreign in whippin Forgiato wheeling Bad b**h hitting Money getting Designer rocker Look at my attire Who flyer you kinda lying Flashlight on the joystick you would think I'm trying to find it He trying to hide but I'm right behind him Boy I am outta my mind Spent my adulthood serving n***** counted 50 up in about 30 minutes Black caddy bible turned to psalms Like I'm on my way to church n***a All we do is get the work and whip it need your third eye to see the perfect picture Hold up its A major difference I'm A boss they work for n***as Gasoline in A backwood Get A Black Saleen if you trap good Try to run one on the plug Hobla no engla but his math good Back to back with them transactions Don't hit my jack less your cash good No Bullsh** I wish a n***a would f** around leave him in the woods They was swagga jacking the Atlanta n***as Riding Flying Saucer with the hammer in it Preyed everyday it's like I had to get it When my dog saw it he was like damn n***a GOD DAMN "IT'S LIKE A MUTHAfu*kIN SPACE SHIP" Hold up hold up wait Getting money with my day ones We been up straight this is day six k** the p**y I ain't playing with it These n***as p**y I ain't playin wit him While these n***as jumping Clique to Clique I made 100 long with the same n***as f** yo forign you ain't wit the sh** unless you hit the dash on it Lane switching Swear to God I'm the same n***a Call the play up like I'm lane kiffen Imma dogg n***a rot wilder Said he top shotta Boy stop laying Strong pounds for the 27 Had the block jumping like hydraulics n***a wanna try me Don't even try it Leave ya mama crying all traumatized These rappers lying Cut the bullsh** you selling wolf tickets and we ain't buying Penthouse suite at the Econo Lodge 2 Spanish b**hes Nina sky Keep in mind that I'm squeezing mine They're from the rap hood I'm from the real Hood Got squilla but I'm still hood Came up so it feel good n***a credit all f**ed up But I cash out real good