Lyrics:
its in me
Peanut butter faces
Don't be getting nowhere near me
Gotta have that Jelly
For me to show up in a jiffy
Nitty Gritty Fuckers
I grow up where
Hum
Pixie dust in the city made me icey like jack frost,
Leaky gotta get dee seezle it don't matter what the Cost,
Gritty dust cut my lips made me
I've decided I'm getting back in rap
Let's see what these Misguided
Mumble-Mouth rappers have to say after that
So
Let's get down to the nitty-gritty
Our
looking back
I know it ent right what we do
In these hoods
Everyday cycle riding with goods
I wish I could take it all back
If I could
What's done is done
hands
I've seen a miracle or two modern man can't understand
Can you just give in a little into letting go
Your ego even tho seasons go
By and you still
don't care who likes the product
I'm just doing me like nobody else is watching
I don't wanna really get into the nitty gritty gritty but ya really wanna
like these ads on Lana
Feds wanna Reid my rights like Riley, cus I step with katana
Got a strap in my Jean, if I back it don’t freeze, like Elsa I bring
better think again
Cos when I flip the switch It's a diff-er-ent game
Shutdown the place I'm in a diff-er-ent crowd
I turn it up it don't go back down
weaponry
Battle strategy, bishop cover angles
Knights move next, L shapes, the vortex
Forces break down, now I got the nitty gritty
You think it's
the groove
I wish that I could make him go away
But it looks like he is here to stay
Get on down to the real gritty nitty
Well I used it be young but now I
every chain so you can shackle in grace
Seeing smiles on your face, my joy fall into place
Chilling words when my pops preached it to the nitty gritty
nicht?
Oh
Well let me tell you ( Hicks )
a little about it about the City of New York ( Hicks )
Sing:
The big bad City
It’s nitty an’ a gritty
It takes
chillin at the top right now But I got it down out the nitty gritty
The prices go up and down
the money go back and forth
I'm goin back outta town
I gotta
And once again it's big G, runnin the number rackets
wearin Pele jackets
Fast loot tactics, I'm well up in the millionaire bracket
The boss of all
have no competition
Got a shank by my dick, gave myself a circumcision
Get these people off the streets I do it for my city
Just played a game
(Hey, hey, hey, hey!)
Feeling nitty-gritty.
Sound is in your city, too.
Music's still flashin' me.
Don't'cha, don't'cha,
Don't, don't'cha, don't
It's them rouge dog villians
And we come for you
Stick em up, touch the ceiling
Let's all get drunk
I got the thick one in the back
And I wanna get
fragrance, aye gents listen close
Say less unless you where this guy's too, if you were ghost
Who knows
All we can do is try sniff it out
Deep in that nitty
up, last call, think I need to slow down.
Grass high how many snakes I need to mow down.
Whoa now, that shit was pretty in the city
But its nitty
dis weed and syrup shit well lets get rich I got too many knots I couldn't put it in a box (damn!)
6 months really a nigga actin silly made a 150 when
beats cost bird fare nitty got game
Quick to make hit just ask JB
Dope boi millionaire that's me
When I drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like
over again
Why did you let it slip (slip)
Bring ya love back to me (back to me)
You put ya heart back in it
Say it like you mean it
That's how it used
And once again it's big G, runnin the number rackets
Wearin Pele jackets
Fast loot tactics, I'm well up in the millionaire bracket
The boss of all
as it’s me and you we can get it from the nitty-gritty
Shorty nasty acting freaky in the bed sheets
Shorty trappin bustin Jugs in those back streets
She
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