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Nitty Gritty

Oh, yeah, y'all know what's up with this right here

No playa, haters allowed so everybody's not invited

So y'all got to keep y'all distance

Mind your own you'll live long

Yeah, check me outThese judge mental cowards got they eyes closed

They didn't see me creeping up from behind they want to be me

But I ain't trippin', sippin' on something 90 proof

From the floor to the roof I spit this game to youthBy any means, dreams of being a lot more than poor

If you ain't helping your family, then what you living for?

You'd rather talk about the next man, like a busta

Fool, don't make me reach out and touch yaThen never sleep again, just comprehend, don't playa hate

And real ballers keep their pagers on vibrate

Never try to floss and show off your stacking

On the low, that's if you wanna stay away from the poposKnown to attract heat like DeNiro, scandalous federalizes

Got their eyes on the whole state of Cali

You wanna be a playa in this game but you gonna watch me win it

Trying to escape reality in four minutesFour minutes of funk, get off your rump

Move your bottom off the tree stump

Ladies looking pretty, from city to city

And now I'm getting down to the nitty gritty

From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom

Come on Bullet Loc and get funky while we got 'emGas or cash, ain't no free ride

Felony got love coming from both sides

About to blow it up and that's on me

Ready to bring it on, man, y'all gon' seeI tell my homie to give me a refill

'Cause I don't give a damn, they got me standing on Porkchop hill

With the most of my mind gone

just because a youngsta wanna get his grind on, fool kill thatI'm trying to feed my household, what should I do?

To survive, I got to work for you?

Increase the minimum wage

But you will never make me happy

Huh, but a real nigga keep it nappyYeah, so I connect with E-A-Ski for bomb song

When they hear the record they wanna sing along

My business straight now the industries about to be dealed

Soon as I hit the world up with four minutesFour minutes of funk, get off your rump

Move your bottom off the tree stump

Ladies looking pretty, from city to city

And now I'm getting down to the nitty gritty

From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom

Come on Bullet Loc and get funky while we got 'emAnd if you ever say you can see me, it don't compute

It's like walking through hell with a gasoline kachi suit

I'm unfadeble with this and about to show ya, time's up

I'm about to overthrow ya, it was nice to know yaI'm comin' with it to move 'em all, never be no coward

Keep hitting your enemy until they fall y'all

And to my females that's never faking and paper chasing

Time is just too valuable to be wastingOn the independent stroke or with a conquer

I'm down with ya, let's put our heads together and now we get richer

We got to get it while it's good to get

Let's put it down, hit 'em up by surprise and then we leave townDon't you like the sound of that? Him skinny and me fat

Count it up and split it 50/50 back at the flat

To the end we represent-we in it to win it

Trying to escape reality in four minutesFour minutes of funk, get off your rump

Move your bottom off the tree stump

Ladies looking pretty, from city to city

And now I'm getting down to the nitty gritty

From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom

Come on Bullet Loc and get funky while we got 'em

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