Broken Down

No. No. The name stays on
 The name's got my daddy's blood on it
 The name stays on got my daddy's blood on it
 The name stays on She can have half of it
 I'm a give a hand gesture
 The one that I make
 When I give my thumb and other three fingers a break
 You get the One
 No, It's not random, it's not a mistake
 You get the One, yeah
 Man, ya'll rap cats funny
 I'm Fred G. Sanford, ya'll big ole dummies
 And I ain't about to spit up on your verse
 If you can't pull a little somethin' somethin'
 Out your purse
 I'm a vet, not a pet
 So Cal Intellect, grants me a much fatter check
 So, oh shit! I'm back up in the booth again
 This time no looky loos gettin' in
 Please. See ain't no reasonin'
 Your bland. Your pimpin' needs seasonin'
 I'm one of the best from the West
 My name's still tatted on my Ex-wife's chest
 And I don't have Jungle Fever
 Neither do I need a rapper rapping with me either
 Ya best realize who you're dealing with
 I'm on some 93 point Tweed Cadillac
 I don't understand ya'll niggas
 And I know ya'll don't understand me
 But if I have to clown ya'll niggas
 Just to light a little fire
 Well I guess that's just what it's gonna have to be
 Yah see, I don't comprehend ya'll suckas
 Opinionated, you're dumb and OG
 You couldn't keep up with the city
 So you moved out to the desert
 And you want to blame your drama on me
 Keep it Broken Down
 You see the gift
 Now find the gab
 To each it's reach
 If I don't cop, it ain't mine to have
 I'm tryin' to be as clean as a?
 But in the back of my mind, I'm like get the fuck away from me
 Why do you want to try to stress a muthafucka?
 If I throw you a P at you, nigga, catch the muthafucka
 Here's the dearly and there's the departed
 The only time I like to fuck you
 Is when I'm off that narcotic
 You know I'm no good
 I get my money in the hood
 Tattoo
 Oh yeah
 Hey Quik! Blow a trick out
 Ain't it fucked up when a bitch coughs while your fucking and spits your dick out?
 Money
 Give me more. Aye Quik I'm serious
 Ain't that the same nigga that choked a bitch out with a gray unicorn?
 Holy fish scale!
 You mean to tell me, you'd rather save this bitch than save this whale?
 It's mighty skeptical
 Quik, all these years and you ain't gave me a Pee, nah, I'm talkin' about the vegetable
 And she knows it's me when I'm pullin' up
 Cuz my car goes Vroom Vroom
 And her daddy's easy to talk to because the whole conversation be Um-hmm
 Now buckle down for the backlash
 Why they call Dj Quik Dj Quik? that fast!
 I don't understand ya'll niggas
 And I know ya'll don't understand me
 But if I have to clown ya'll niggas
 Just to light a little fire
 Well I guess that's just what it's gonna have to be
 Yah see, I don't comprehend ya'll suckas
 Opinionated, you're dumb and OG
 You couldn't keep up with the city
 So you moved out to the desert
 And you want to blame your drama on me
 Keep it Broken Down
 You niggas buyin' Meth, I'm buyin' cookware
 I'm tired of being a muthafuckin' pall-bearer
 I think I'd rather be Geraldo Rivera
 And tell the people what's really going on with you squares
 How could I lose my identity?
 How could we become our own worst enemy?
 Even at the park, we don't party whatever
 Not familiar, because we are hardly together
 Cyber gangbangers, Internet gimmicks
 How did all my fans get replaced with critics?
 Went to sleep and woke up in a world full of limits
 And being humble is synonomous with being timid
 Niggas annoy me, so I frighten them
 They stalk and hunt me down, 'til I enlighten them
 And then they sex play me, sounding fruity
 When you call me bitch ass nigga
 Is that a female dog shaped booty?
 I don't understand ya'll niggas
 And I know ya'll don't understand me
 But if I have to clown ya'll niggas
 Just to light a little fire
 Well I guess that's just what it's gonna have to be
 Yah see, I don't comprehend ya'll suckas
 Opinionated, you're dumb and OG
 You couldn't keep up with the city
 So you moved out to the desert
 And you want to blame your drama on me
 Keep it Broken Down