Nothin

Lyrics

[Verse 2: Ouija Macc] (uh) Ouija Macc rollin' up a sacc I don't see nobody where you motherfuccas at God city you know they got my bacc Vegas ain't gon' love me 'til I put us on the map Sin City where everybody strapped Pac came to visit and he never made it bacc Ice cold raised like that the blocc don't get hot bitch it stays like that Come mr. Tallyman tally me banana Clip like a handyman always got the hammer With Sortahuman clique out in Alabama Kush flippin' out the Zip never got no bammer I smoke strong you gotta stress that Where is the bud where the fucc is my head at I be where the bread at (yea!) You be where the feds at This real life not counterstrike and there won't be no med paccs Yeah I talk about it (I do!) but I be about it (I do!) You on blogs tryna see if you can read about it I'm a G before I'm an emcee about it You know N-O-T-H-I-N motherfuccin' G about it (nothin!)