King Pin

Lyrics

[Intro: Chris Rock] TIRED of niggas! Tired, tired, tired, tired, tired of niggas man! DAMN man! You know what the worst thing about niggas? Niggas always want some credit for some shit they supposed to do For some shit they just supposed to do A nigga will brag about some shit a normal man just doesn't A nigga will say some shit like, "I take care of my kids." You're supposed to, you dumb motherfucker! [Verse 1: Young Roddy] Uh- I trade it all for a piece of mind My baby mama tripping said I'm wastin my time Said I need to quit this rap shit and find myself a job Where da love? Where da love? They gone shoot a nigga down You climb up out that bucket they gone pull that nigga down She claimin she my nigga man that used to be my realm But like this one track I made Charge it to the game Had to get it out the mud They say hard work pay And I can't even lie I been working like a slave I turn water into wine, I turn crumbs into bread And I know any day could be a nigga last day Got some shit in my vault that I'ma take to my grave But on another note don't get me twisted like no dread From a city where dem niggas ain't playin they just sprayin Tryna come up bit it feel like you walk in that quicksand This lil man sure got some big plans [Hook X2:] This da come up This da come up This da come up The come up This da come up This da come up The come up This da come up This da come up The come up This da come up [Verse 2:] Uh- Bitch, I'm a king pin with this ink pen I'm so hood, Khaled I shoulda made that remix Its bling bling with these 10 Jesus pieces Was raised in that church house my grandpa was a deacon You swimmin' in that water don't get eaten You beefin' with them niggas don't get caught sleepin' I spit crack boy my flow should be illegal nigga Whip it whip it this coke'll take a beatin' Cool nigga but I roll with my heater Fly nigga spread my wings like an eagle Used to ride dirty with John-John in his Regal Uncle bull said "Don't ever bite that hand that feed you" Even a preacher gotta practice where they preachin' That 949 boy them niggas getting leavin One life to life so I roll with my nina Hopin that'll save me, in the hood ain't shit gravy, but [Hook X2:] [Outro:] Uh- I'm a kingpin win this ink pen Cali I shoulda made that remix Bling bling with these 10 Jesus pieces