E-40

E-40 - Nuttin' Ass Nigga lyrics

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About a million or 500.000 tapes
 To become officially gold or platinum status
 That's why I'm always at this
 Practise  in and out tha studio 24 7
 My occupation  this is how I make my livin'
 I get harrassed mostly everywhere I go
 Can do my thing without a motherfuckin' popo
 All up in my mix  cause I'm tryin' to maintain
 And get a grip light weight fame
 Born and raised in tha valley south Vallejo
 The northern part of Cali, 'bout my mail
 Struggle and strive all my life in a world of grief
 Sucker motherfuckers wanna knock me of my feet
 But Imma keep on steppin' and gettin' bigger
 I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga

 I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, just down for my riches

 Not to long ago I'm off to the bank to cash my cheque
 The lady teller wouldn't give me no damn respect
 She started acting hella snotty, kinda prejudiced
 I guess she didn't like the way that a nigga was dressed
 Before I could even get my foot in the door, right
 The bitch already had a brother like me stereo-typed
 Ready to push the button with no delay
 I said wait a minute, baby, you mistakin' me for Andre
 I'm not a ... rat head wanna be
 I wouldn't rob a fuckin' bank for publicity
 I get it honestly, legally so have no fear
 I make more in a week than you do in a year
 Straight out tha geto, hillside resident
 Sick wid it records and tapes, and I'm the president
 So don't go thinkin' that every brother is out to get ya
 I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga

 I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, just down for my riches

 Sometimes my language is vulgar, lotsa profanity
 I try not to trip when kids parents be sweating me
 18 and over, that's what you gotta be
 To purchase my tape and make sure you got I.D.
 That's all I can say so mommy and daddy need to peep
 It ain't my fault the kids dump it off the streets
 They hear it at school, walkin' home and everywhere they go
 And most of the violence come from movies on HBO
 The shit that I be spittin' is real cause I'm real see
 I'm out to make a meal, do you feel me
 Holdin' my own cause I'm grown and intelligent
 Try to knock my hustle? That shit is irrelevant

 I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, just down for my riches
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Publisher: Sick Wid' It Records

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

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