Rick Rock - Blowin' Hot Air lyrics

[* Beep *] [Answering Machine] Good evening, at the tone Pacific Standard Time will be 7:07 [The Click talking] Ya know how us bosses step up, know what I mean Ya do what we do and do what we do to get paid We get paid, some quintessential, real a** n***as Stack chips and make some money up Ya know, I said r-realize the game Stack chips and make some money up I said r-realize the game Stack chips and make some motherf**in' money man I s-said realize the game, mob hit n***a Stack chips and make some motherf**in' bank I s-said realize the game [E-40] Look here, abominable, honorable Countable, astronomical but monumental I used sell and serve pops up out my auntie's Pinto Still keepin' it ghetto, barbecuin' in the front yard Slappin' bones, ton of n***as perkin' Recitin' lyrics from my songs Ain't nobody hurtin' we all workin' Tryin' to have loot, in the studio With hangovers tryin' to re-coop I get down, ballin' like Kobe Bryant You n***as is lousy, small things to a giant How you gonna be swappin' up my style And goin' off by a crack in my units I'ma stick to the sh** that made The Click The super kind, I love to spit That n***a 40 vicious, he got speech I heard him Took his music out of the streets Policy out on a small fee Now to be clear, without equal Both young and new MCs out for dinner Crackin' ho a** n***as off something gravy Especially when I get to doin' it by the way, hey So that n***a told me, that's square But why ya wanna get in on that s**er sauce B I didn't ask you to get on this album Cause he knew I'd f** him off [Hook] Click sh** makes the motherf**in' money I s-said realize the game (I said ya blowin' hot air) Click sh** makes the motherf**in' money I s-said realize the game (I said ya blowin' hot air) Click sh** makes the motherf**in' money I s-said realize the game (I said ya blowin' hot air) Click sh** makes the motherf**in' money I s-said realize the game (I said ya blowin' hot air) [D Shot] I couldn't hold myself back my n***as I'm no longer in the background n***as It's 2000 and I'm sh**tin' on n***as I'm callin' shots to the streets my n***a So n***as, they run and hide under bosses No longer in California cause it's too many crosses You f**ed around and got a tip from a mad b**h Cause you was next on the motherf**in' hit list You got ya ghetto pa** revoked cause you ain't real If you didn't get to steppin' you was gettin' k**ed Rapper, slash street hustler They both the same, a buster is a buster Ain't got no chance to revive yourself Get that buster out ya soul and ask God for help n***a, times is a wastin' What the f** ya gon' do, ain't nobody got no patience [B-Legit] n***a this ain't no fun, dat n***a (n***a) n***a this'll have yo hat tacked n***a (n***a) Lay ya head flat dat n***a (n***a) Smashin' up the wrong way n***a (n***a) n***as side to side, shoulder shoulder Ain't never stepped foot outside without my bulldozer Hops off in the Nova, we keeps it cheesy and real greasy Like Church's with game for you to purchase Keep b**h n***as nervous n***a this Click sh**, don't get it misconscrued It's nothin' to catch yo b**h a** on a move We don't lose, n***a we like them V's we batter and bruise And leave ya a** leakin' sloppy for the ten o'clock news [Hook] [D Shot] I'm off that Click sh**, sick sh** Hog sh**, mob sh** f** with my family you get yo jaw split Off the 2-11 still reserved, I'm on one Strike a inner in a T-Bird, I blow one We on that n***a sh**, I can't believe it Ya so damn n***arish, best believe it A got some bad come holler at me Ya hope to take the THC, hit ya for the half P [B-Legit] I'm slippery, see it's trickery to get with me Claimin' victory, leavin' n***as hickory Party history, things remain a mystery Got the quick of me, n***as ain't sh** to me Swiftly ain't no ands buts or ifs with me I'm sickery, state pen stickery Ice pickerly, main vein literally It's part of me, I'm hard on the arteries Got the arch with me, f** a n***a parking E Cross this T, then send him out to sea Where the bodies be deep and titanicaly Franticaly, some n***as panicky I'm the sample G, I handle things savagely Above average things, especially for the cabbage tree n***as mad at me and really ain't around me For your anatomy it's fully automatically [E-40 talking] And I said to myself Ya know what pimpin' Dude a lot of these n***as is tardy and they need a tutor Due to the fact that a lot of these n***as Wasn't brought up under the umbrella Ya know, and a lot of these triple OG a** n***as They ain't really been pa**in' the game down Like we was laced and groomed on Ya know what I mean back in the early 80s Ya know what I mean, to these young n***as man I mean I an*lyze this sh** n***a I mean it is small things to a giant The way I do these damn things man I mean a lot of these n***as, hey you know what I've been caught between a rock and a political hard place On how to explain the game to these squares man I mean these n***as is just a square As my motherf**in' back pockets man I'm off this Colo Vasey, this is Click sh** all day On you b**h a** n***as [Hook]