Joggin my memory,
The documentary.
Killed that in a drop-top - John Kennedy.
Had to rap game, it fit, like it was telling me,
The 'ol me aint got shit on what I'm feelin' to be.
Nigga, im fellin' to be still be reppin the letter B,
What if it was a nigga that Dre signed instead of me?
Would I be starvin Or studying in Harvard?
Or would I be a dog of another fuckin' pedigree?
Take away me
Take away the [...]
Take away the GangStar,
Like Hip-Hop did Guru.
Pull up in that new coupe,
Take away your girl, run a choo-choo,
Then put it on worldstar or youtube.
Yo tune, what it do?
Got some bitches in the lobby and I'm 'bout to send em through.
I'm Kobe Rings nigga, who the fuck is you?
Not the nigga with 5 bitches sittin in the coupe.
I got Fiiive on it
Five show.
Young tune in this bitch, fuck five-o.
Nickel plated four-five if I have an issue.
Beat yo ass black and blue with a bag of knickles (laugh)
I'm a G, do somethin' bout' it.
You aint half of me.
You aint five hundred dollars.
(nigga)
In my red bone, five five.
No hand-slap, but I'm high-five.
Ya, get with the game or play the sideline.
I dream to get the cover of high-times.
I take five paces,
And try to guess the color of my shoe laces.
(Red)
Bitch.
Me, I'm on my high horse,
Now the sky mad at me cuz' I stole 5 stars.
Got some freaks in the living room, gettin' it on,
and they aint leavin until 5 in the morn'.
(laughs)
The documentary.
Killed that in a drop-top - John Kennedy.
Had to rap game, it fit, like it was telling me,
The 'ol me aint got shit on what I'm feelin' to be.
Nigga, im fellin' to be still be reppin the letter B,
What if it was a nigga that Dre signed instead of me?
Would I be starvin Or studying in Harvard?
Or would I be a dog of another fuckin' pedigree?
Take away me
Take away the [...]
Take away the GangStar,
Like Hip-Hop did Guru.
Pull up in that new coupe,
Take away your girl, run a choo-choo,
Then put it on worldstar or youtube.
Yo tune, what it do?
Got some bitches in the lobby and I'm 'bout to send em through.
I'm Kobe Rings nigga, who the fuck is you?
Not the nigga with 5 bitches sittin in the coupe.
I got Fiiive on it
Five show.
Young tune in this bitch, fuck five-o.
Nickel plated four-five if I have an issue.
Beat yo ass black and blue with a bag of knickles (laugh)
I'm a G, do somethin' bout' it.
You aint half of me.
You aint five hundred dollars.
(nigga)
In my red bone, five five.
No hand-slap, but I'm high-five.
Ya, get with the game or play the sideline.
I dream to get the cover of high-times.
I take five paces,
And try to guess the color of my shoe laces.
(Red)
Bitch.
Me, I'm on my high horse,
Now the sky mad at me cuz' I stole 5 stars.
Got some freaks in the living room, gettin' it on,
and they aint leavin until 5 in the morn'.
(laughs)