Not My Job

Plus I'm the man with plan in his hands
Dre bogard, he shove and he push
Niggaz know snitches, they ride and they go with them
I'm from the California coast, beaches and riches
You don't want it with me, I'll bother ya
And sell BJ's until her mouth get raw
But I slice a nigga up like some roast beef meat
And you bedrock pimpin', meanin' yo games kind of old

It ain't a backwood, it ain't all that good

When I dip, they trip off what Furl dressed in
On Vogues bitch, not Michellin tires
Ooh, you a fool, gotta watch thy self
Wearin' the same kind of clothes, fuckin' the same kind of clothes
And let him know you finna be walkin' in some brand new shoes
Hit the cot, get ghost, no more sleepin' wit bitches
Dope as yola, I'm a big shot, a show off
Bitch gone ask me to come with her to grocery shop

Can't control my desires, I buy from Nordstroms not Fred Myers
With stiff left and a sharp right hook
Soon we'll all be playing in sand

It's all gravy as long as they don't tell on them
I'm a back to the future new game kind of nigga
I can bust you a rap but anything else, not my job

Y'all lames is plain, drinkin' the same kind of liquor

Man I'm bigger than life, I do it Magnum
And start war for nothin' G.W. Bush
She keep it, fuck the blood out my supplier
And 'bout these broke bitches
I get ya for racks but anything else, not my job

I peel ya cap back but anything else, not my job
I finna get as many didgets that's on my license plate
We be lovin' the cush but only in the backwood
I make you a slap but anything else, not my job
So get lost pal, before I clobber ya
I finna spit it, with a clear tone
I peel ya cap back but anything else, not my job
I'm from the streets, where most need heat
Fuck with my mans and I'ma have to intervene
I make you a slap but anything else, not my job
I'm a rockstar, in another band

I got golden gloves, I give ya a new look
And all the money I made off the Rompalation
That's not my job, I don't do that

One false move and you could stop thy self
Plus I'm a big pimp, I get tow off
I got a cough nut, sittin' on wires
I'ma sporco and a Sauncho
Do a lot of weed, love my supplier
I told her straight up like this, "No siree bob!"

I get ya for racks but anything else, not my job
Me and my team, see we a machine
Get yo attention, the biggest thang since the T.V. invention
I shit on some of these midgets bitch I can't wait
Fuck a good job, she need a good jaw
'Cause to my estimations and these calculations
And where yo dude, should I serve em' the news?
I'm through with havin' em'
Sometimes I'm not myself, I'm another man
Plus I got a mouth full girl's best friends
I'm a pimp slash rapper, I thought you knew that
I can bust you a rap but anything else, not my job