Niggas (Say What)

Lyrics

Apani - "Niggas" [Emcee(s): Apani] [Producer(s): Da Beatminerz] [Intro: Apani] My niggas, what the deal? My smoke niggas! My great niggas! Niggas! What's up, what's up?!? Queens niggas! Bronx niggas! Brooklyn niggas! Uptown! Y'all my niggas! What's up, my niggas?!? [Hook: Samples] (x4) "Say what?" "Niggas!" - Sample from Curtis Mayfield - "(Don't Worry) If There's A Hell Below, We're All Going to Go" [Verse 1: Apani] Apani's not Your average nigga, for the record, a motion-picture thug Baby's mama, gangsta bitch, or pitcher from the slums. You must Be dumb, dumb, dumb. I'm not your Maybelline clone. Roll Your slow, and get hip to the memo. Negroes Know Apani. I got a billboard in the hood Internationally recognized for spitting good. Niggas Love me like Kool-Aid, from the winos to the baby Arabs In the bodegas. Hustle cats and old ladies say I should run for mayor or chairwoman of the board. I thought I told you before: I'm the illest nigga, niggas of a sort Pure ghetto, from the naps to the floor, a pied Piper with a song, cold-slinging my raw Coast-to-coast on a float, B-more to LA Miami, Cackalack, and VA. Guarantee I'ma Be whatever niggas rap. Right now, I'm still on tour Catch you when I get back, my niggas [Hook: Samples] (x4) "Say what?" "Niggas!" - Sample from Curtis Mayfield - "(Don't Worry) If There's A Hell Below, We're All Going to Go" [Verse 2: Apani] Niggas won't catch The kid strung out, hanging from a thin, short rope Or down on my luck, hustling for hope. I double Up on the one before I get stuck, serious About getting it, but niggas play too much. Niggas Don't listen, my time is so precious. I'm kind of Tired of niggas crying like adolescents. Joke through life If you wanna be the jester. Not me. The name's Apani. Not herbal-chested, please believe Negro, please. That's sadder than bad sex, it seems. Do my dirt Behind the scenes, don't consort with random niggas in the street I'm like the phantom rarely seen. These days I charge niggas admission to glimpse a peek. I do this Strictly for my niggas, fam, homies, and peeps, wherever You stay, Atlanta Fifth Ward, BX, BK Or Zimbabwe, Brixton, Brick City. One love To emcees and revolutionary niggas [Hook: Samples] (x4) "Say what?" "Niggas!" - Sample from Curtis Mayfield - "(Don't Worry) If There's A Hell Below, We're All Going to Go" [Verse 3: Apani] Ha! Keep my eyes on the transition, all the bait And switching. Niggas still stuck in the same position Civil Rights didn't change the cost of living at night Niggas still committing robberies and killings We ain't patriots where I'm from. Politicians Are still villains, new faces, same smoke and gun It's so strange the Red Cross can't raise a million For every cross burned or hero slain. My kin In Africa got AIDS, black mothers pray for every kid The pigs sprayed, plus a hundred million murdered slaves That's more than ten-to-one for every soul lost at the World Trade. Y'all dead wrong. Why niggas can't get paid? It's a shame. Niggas'll just trick on more rims and chains Got my ghetto handbook and a good view of the game Don't believe the news, gangs, drugs, and tools. It's time To focus on the youth. Niggas better work it out soon [Hook: Samples] (x4) "Say what?" "Niggas!" - Sample from Curtis Mayfield - "(Don't Worry) If There's A Hell Below, We're All Going to Go"