Grimey Lyrics

N.O.R.E.

Yeah niggas, part four muh'fucker Thugged out niggas Neptunes, nigga what nigga Violator, nigga what nigga This shit is serious, type serious Uh, uh uh, nigga what nigga Uh, uh uh, nigga what nigga Uh, uh uh, part four nigga Yo, yo, yo
It's like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury nigga I smoke boogies, conspiracy theory It's like I'm Malcolm, with just the X These bitches swear they in love but it's just the X Niggas act like, my coke ain't long in stress Like I don't keep two shotguns under my chest I flip, obsolete see I'm the king of the streets And show muh'fuckers how to rhyme on Neptunes' beats
In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the Grammy This year I'll bring the shit home to his family Go 'head, and keep hatin', until you receive Mad volts in your chest plate, hard to breathe See you a hater like star and buc, nigga what And fuck Tommy boy, you niggaz just suck I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes swallow my spit Wanna drink every bottle I sip
Nigga when that heat is bustin' off And the ambulance come and rush you off And the witness like, "We don't know dem boys" Me and my niggaz goin' hey, hey, hey, hey hey hey Then we resume, hangin' with stars Then we live in fat houses and fat ass cars Then we drive and scream, nigga fuck the law Me and my niggaz goin' hey, hey, hey, hey hey hey
Yo, yo, I alternated with the greatest, upgraded my speech We violator violatin', y'all niggaz capiche? It's unsafe like late night on Orta beach Drink some river ranches and get slurped at least Let's have fun wit it, in the bridge my niggaz dunn wit it Niggaz had hit records, but we done did it Pop a collar; see them chicks they like to holla N.O. You know them hoes already know they gotta swallow
Money like Nutty Professor, fat as fuck Four gold albums; ain't none of it luck Brad Pitt, fight club shit, fuckin' you up Since you, seem so tense release the mutts I'm connected, the police release my cuffs Call me Fillmore, naw nigga 'cause I'ma feel more Nigga this my year, you gonna feel nore Money we got it but still try and feel more
Nigga when that heat, is bustin' off And the ambulance come and rush you off And the witness like, "We don't know dem boys" Me and my niggaz goin' hey, hey, hey, hey hey hey Then we resume, hangin' with stars Then we live in fat houses and fat ass cars Then we drive and scream, nigga fuck the law Me and my niggaz goin' hey, hey, hey, hey hey hey
Type of niggarole, we must be dunns Toothbrush shanks and rusty guns Nigga get popped can't hush me son Sellin' everything 'til they cuff me dunn 93 ac' fuck a range nigga Saliva at the mouth of your chain nigga Reynolds wrap, coke, and doo-rags Never cleanin' up, nigga screw that
You see we unbreakable, y'all niggaz is uncapable We 2G nigga we use gats that's untraceable Still smokin', and niggaz know how I do it Keep big shanks, shit'll cut in half your buick Just me and shorty, late night in the park And gettin' so much brains I'm startin' to feel smart Off beelzebub, feelin' my love with cold heart See these fake niggaz, my fists'll break niggaz We switchin' labels, now it's time to break niggaz We switchin' labels, now it's time to break niggaz
Type of niggarole, we must be dunns Toothbrush shanks and rusty guns Nigga get popped can't hush me son Sellin' everything 'til they cuff me dunn 93 ac' fuck a range nigga Saliva at the mouth of your chain nigga Reynolds wrap, coke, and doo-rags Never cleanin' up, nigga screw that Hey, hey, hey, hey hey hey
Nigga when that heat is bustin' off And the ambulance come and rush you off And the witness like, "We don't know dem boys" Me and my niggaz goin' hey, hey, hey, hey hey hey Then we resume, hangin' with stars Then we live in fat houses and fat ass cars Then we drive and scream, nigga fuck the law Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey hey hey
Violator, nigga what nigga This shit is serious Grimey Grimey Grimey ...

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