I ain't the one, I ain't the nigga "If I'm a slave, I'm a slave to the rhythm" -- Big Daddy Kane "You know that I ain't the nigga" -- Ice Cube (repeat
Übersetzung: The Coup. I Aint The Nigga.
I ain't the one, I ain't the nigga [Big Daddy Kane] "If I'm a slave, I'm a slave to the rhythm" [Ice Cube] "You know that I ain't the nigga" [x4] ([
't trip Play playa, go hard, stunt nigga, oh God Party ain't never over, niggaz hardly ever sober Different day, same shit, different city, different chick Show you how I
to stunt My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, I'm shining man I'll teach you how to stunt I see you scheming, nigga keep on dreaming, I hurt ya mans I
nigga on fire Everybody got to go its the truth So I figure while i'm waitin' on my turn i'm a blow up the booth I've seen niggas in wheel chairs, eye
3: 50 Cent] I'm the leader of the new school now nigga what? I got a 44 bulldog I'll tear your bitch ass up I pop off nigga front I'll put my knife in
a mule and the coupe is bigger You gone trip on that hoe, you a stupid nigga I'm a P.I.M.P. not cupid nigga Hoe pimping all day bitch, this ain't a hobby
shit that ain't okay Ain't nuttin on this earth will make a nigga like me stay I'm reminiscin, and catchin flashbacks when niggas ran up in my house
like a soldier Buck at them niggas, they ain't no muthafuckin soldiers Walk like a soldier, talk like a soldier Buck at them niggas, they ain't no muthafuckin
feet up And no I ain't braggin' I got gun to spray ya block up Like I'm taggin' Niggas better back the fuck up Before I drag em' I be the B-R-I-D-G-E
more bread It grind time I ain't fuckin round kid Got a new case d's ain't got no proof Got a new coupe it ain't got no roof Test me see if I won't shoot I
the bread So I line you up and I dent you, you run you're fucked when I catch you You only eat cause I let you I hate the fact that I met you When you
So I hustle (hustle) [Verse 2] Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks Black talents start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't
50 Cent] This is so close, now follow instructions Catch a nigga slippin, run up on him and buck him I ain't got no conscience, them whores are nothin' They ain't
my mind, so I stay on the grind Plus niggas like to stun, so I stay wit' my nine I ain't the type nigga that be out, runnin' his mouth Talkin' gangsta
quit pretending I'm the nigga ya love And I ain't got to say nuttin you know that I'm thugin Wit my hands on dat ass and ya say that I'm buggin We family
