Grimey Songtext

von Violator

[Noreaga]
Yeah nigga, part 4, motherfucker
Thugged out nigga, Grimey
What nigga, Grimey
Shit is serious, Grimey
Uh, uh, uh, nigga, Grimey
Uh, uh, uh, uh Grimey
Uh, uh, uh, uh Grimey
It's like fuck, King Tut fury
I smoke boogies conspiracy theory
It's like I'm Malcolm with just the X
These bitches swear they in love but it's just the Ex
Niggas act like my coke ain't long to stretch
Like I don't keep two shotguns under my chest
I flip obsolete, see I'm the king of the streets
And show mu'fuckas how to rhyme on Neptunes' beats
In Miami, Pun should've won the Grammy
This year I'm bringing this shit home to his family
Go head and keep hating until you receive
Mad volts in your chest plate, hard to breathe
See you a hater like Star & Buck, nigga what
And fuck Tommy Boy, them niggas just suck
I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick
Hoes swallow my spit
Wanna drink every bottle I sip
(Chorus)
[Pharrell Williams]
Nigga, when that heat is busting off
And the ambulance come to rush you off
And the women's like we don't know them boys
Me and my niggas going hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
And resume hanging with stars
And we live in phat houses and phat ass cars
And my niggas scream, nigga fuck the law
Me and my niggas going hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Noreaga]
Alternated with the greatest, updated my speech
We violate or violating y'all niggas kepis
It's sun/son safe like late night on (?) beach
Drink some river ranches and get slurped and leave
Let's have fun wit it, in the bridge my niggas done wit it
Niggas had hit records but we done did it
Pop a collar; see them chicks they like to holla (N.O!)
You know them hoes already know they gotta swalla
Money like Nutty Professor fat as fuck
Four gold albums ain't none of it luck
Brad Pitt, Fight Club shit, fucking you up
Since you seem so tense release the stress
I'm connected till the police release my cuffs
Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'm feel more
Nigga this my year, you gonna feel Nore
Money's been gotten but still tryin' to feel more
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
[Pharrell Williams (Noreaga)]
Type a nigga roll with rusty duns (Grimey)
Two red shanks and rusty guns (Grimey)
Nigga get popped can't help you son (Grimey)
Selling everything to they cuff me dun (Grimey)
93 Ac' fuck a range nigga (Grimey)
Saliva at the mouth of your chain nigga (Grimey)
Reynolds wrap, coke, and doo-rags (Grimey)
Never cleaning up, nigga screw that (Grimey)
[Noreaga]
See we unbreakable, y'all niggas is uncapable
We 2g nigga we use gats that's untraceable
Still smokin' and niggas know how I do it
Keep big shanks shit'll cut in half, your Buick
Just skeeting shortie late night in the park
And getting so much brain I'm startin' to feel smart
Off the El Debarge feeling my love with cold heart
See these fake niggas love to fit wit (?) niggas
I'm switchin' labels now it's time to break niggas
We switchin' labels now it's time to break niggas
(Bridge)
[Pharell Williams]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
(Chorus)
[Noreaga]
Violator nigga GRIMEY
Yeah shit is serious nigga GRIMEY
GRIMEY, GRIMEY
GRIMEY, GRIMEY