[intro:]
Not a typical nigga (have you heard of me)
Boy i think i'm bout go n all the way on this one (have you heard of me)
One thing about me home boy i don't play no muthafuckin games (have you heard of me)
[verse 1:]
Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one right now homie the streets
I run how am this hot and a award i ain't won
Cause i ain't a industry nigga alright son
But you will pay me for what i've done take tha industry relationship
Cause i don't want none don't want the fame of this shit
You can have it shoulda just took tha money and then run
That ain't how a real nigga play it where i'm from stay
And get the whole thing and then sum i dun sold gold
What's next platinum dun sold ova a million records ain't that sumthin
[chorus:]
May neva see me on tha cover of a magazine
Cause i ain't willin 2 kiss be seen copperate mad at me
Cause dey can't xxxx me i'm who these haterz hatin
I'm 3rd degree say i'm to gutta homie 4 t.v.
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But i'm the new owners of these xxxxxx streets go
By tha name of plies have you heard of me.
[verse 2:]
Erre since me erre body claiming real most you niggas pussy
That's how i feel can be the best rapper an gotta tell lies
I couldn't be dat cause all i do is fantasize how you cookin dope you wearin suites n ties
This industry a joke they publicize just don't go to yo parties
If you don't xxxx with plies to all my fans i apologize
Want me to cross ova xxxx dat side jus a real nigga out of ft. meyers
I got principles nigga dats wat i live by
I ain't got rap feature and i'm still alive
Not 1 my 3 album is you suprised worth my investment
Ask atlantic records do i let xxxx slide ring tone numbas 1.5
[chorus]
[verse 3:]
Copperate scared of me cause i ain't safe dey don't know
Wat da xxxx dat i might say in da type of game dat they play
I don't wear tight jeans or rock shades umma trendsetter
I go my own way i make it hard on the radio
Dat the streets praise you can stop countin on questions
Dese days ever heard of a nigga dat say xxxx me nigga
Either a rapper or a wannabe jus want me to kill em on gp
Say i ain't lyrical well i'm sorry be dropped out of college
Ain't earned my degree but at my bank dey love me his favorite rapper
Ain't hot but he mad at me i can make me hot for a small fee
Da streets don't want em i'm sorry
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Not a typical nigga (have you heard of me)
Boy i think i'm bout go n all the way on this one (have you heard of me)
One thing about me home boy i don't play no muthafuckin games (have you heard of me)
[verse 1:]
Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one right now homie the streets
I run how am this hot and a award i ain't won
Cause i ain't a industry nigga alright son
But you will pay me for what i've done take tha industry relationship
Cause i don't want none don't want the fame of this shit
You can have it shoulda just took tha money and then run
That ain't how a real nigga play it where i'm from stay
And get the whole thing and then sum i dun sold gold
What's next platinum dun sold ova a million records ain't that sumthin
[chorus:]
May neva see me on tha cover of a magazine
Cause i ain't willin 2 kiss be seen copperate mad at me
Cause dey can't xxxx me i'm who these haterz hatin
I'm 3rd degree say i'm to gutta homie 4 t.v.
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But i'm the new owners of these xxxxxx streets go
By tha name of plies have you heard of me.
[verse 2:]
Erre since me erre body claiming real most you niggas pussy
That's how i feel can be the best rapper an gotta tell lies
I couldn't be dat cause all i do is fantasize how you cookin dope you wearin suites n ties
This industry a joke they publicize just don't go to yo parties
If you don't xxxx with plies to all my fans i apologize
Want me to cross ova xxxx dat side jus a real nigga out of ft. meyers
I got principles nigga dats wat i live by
I ain't got rap feature and i'm still alive
Not 1 my 3 album is you suprised worth my investment
Ask atlantic records do i let xxxx slide ring tone numbas 1.5
[chorus]
[verse 3:]
Copperate scared of me cause i ain't safe dey don't know
Wat da xxxx dat i might say in da type of game dat they play
I don't wear tight jeans or rock shades umma trendsetter
I go my own way i make it hard on the radio
Dat the streets praise you can stop countin on questions
Dese days ever heard of a nigga dat say xxxx me nigga
Either a rapper or a wannabe jus want me to kill em on gp
Say i ain't lyrical well i'm sorry be dropped out of college
Ain't earned my degree but at my bank dey love me his favorite rapper
Ain't hot but he mad at me i can make me hot for a small fee
Da streets don't want em i'm sorry
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