Spittin - VV$ KEN

Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap It's the muppet show, most niggas need A&R To tell 'em how to fuck a ho Ice Cube, true emcee Write everything I say, even back in the day I'mma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme If you got a backpack tryin' to act black Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture You never approached a mic You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like Who deserve 5 Mics, who deserve 2 But the nigga with 2 still can serve you This West Coast flow is different than the East But it ain't no different in the street I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy Cause the salt might make you choke (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke Oh oh, you niggas got me fucked up I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch In case these niggas come around to see the Porsche When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish No comprende, me no speak no Engle Here (*slap*) now yo' ass feelin' tingley Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray Jumpin' over niggas, y'all better king me Put your rap careers up on eBay Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ I got a big brother nicknamed CJ When you see him in the hood take it easy If you a breezy, take him to the heezy Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy Cause the salt might make you choke I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds) Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rearview mirror Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggas Yellow tape off these niggas, fuck all these salty niggas They can't hold our shit Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit All you niggas owe us alimony All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses Off your face under the transmission, nigga From the Westside fuckin' up the program With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds I'm spittin' pollaseeds I crack 'em one by one cause I don't wanna be greedy Cause the salt might make you choke I'm spittin' pollaseeds I crack 'em one by one, cause I don't wanna be greedy Because these niggas is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh