It Ain't About You

*dialtone and dialing*
Soopafly: "Yea"
Kurupt: "Ay soopafly"
S: "Yup"
K: "Ay, what's the name of that song that goes,
dada-dada-da-da-da, dadada-da-da"
S: "It ain't about you?"
K: "That's the one you have it on?"
S: "Yea"
K: "Oh, yea, that's tight"
S: "You like that?"
K: "Yea"

Check check check check check
Microphone check check check check check
1, 2 check check check check check
Live in the place to be
Soopafly, comin at ya
I don't stop and I don't quit
Comin with that dogg pound gangsta s**t
Yea, peep game
Check, I break a nigg* neck
I keep a nine in my pocket and a home deck
I like to rock a show
I'm stackin c-notes
It's soopafly mothafka if you didn't know
Now peep so sweet unique I doubt if you could top the peak
Keep em in check
No sweat c*ck back fist connected to cheek
They sleep
Kick em in they as* wake up, uh now
Let me take you on a journey block to block
Show you how to pack heat, drop and 6 4 hop
Cut it up, chop, my homie got it, Tray don't stop
Had them girls dope fiending like I'm slangin them rocks
Straight from the L we don't take no s**t
We off in the cut waitin for y'all to trip
We the last mothafkas you want to fk with
When you in close range you best to duck quick
Or get smashed your last chance to forfeit
Game over
I knock a nigg* from drunk to sober
I hope I don't have to maneuver the choker
If you wanna dance I do the polka
Stickin fk b*tch made Soop look like a switchblade

Can I ride in your car?
Girl I've gone too far
Can I smoke on your weed?
Nah, that ain't what you need
Can I borrow a dollar?
No, but you can eat this d*ck
While I smash my s**t and I pop in my car
Can I give you my number?
Yea, next summer
But I'm hungry baby
Sh, me too, that's crazy
So open up the door cuz I'm ready to go
Aight then, but I ain't got no money
Ain't you treatin baby?
Hell no
b*tch take another route, you ain't even what this song's about
b*tch, I'm on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
Smokin until the sun come out

b*tch please
Got her speakin in Chinese
They like please
Yea, just pluck em off
Mothafk all you hoes
fk em all
This is nothing but true game
This stainless thing got stained
The b*tch gobble the best
She won a contest for the best jaws in the west
The homie said, "Watch my head"
But instead, I got a 45 caliber lead spitta
A nigg* feelin bitter
s**tty as some kitty litter
Take off, got a Adolf Hitler
Center of attraction
Multiplications then subtractions
From the blast then the smash and the cash and the credit
The b*tch on my d*ck
I'm like b*tch, forget it
Let it loose b*tch, won't you let it
For ????? I get a bad b*tch from Connecticut
A typical hoe
I'm only in it for the blow
The b*tch was only in it for the blow
I gave her some blow then let her blow
Then she turned blue
On the speed I grabbed the heater and then flew

Can I ride in your car?
b*tch I'm gone too far
Can I smoke on your weed?
Nah, this ain't what you need
Can I borrow a dollar?
Nah, but you can eat this d*ck
While I dip in my s**t and uh, pop my cop off
Can I give you my number?
Nah, maybe next summer
But I'm hungry baby
Yea, me too, that's crazy
So open up the door cuz I'm ready to go
Aight, but uh, I ain't got no money
Ain't you treatin baby?
Hell no
b*tch take another route, you ain't even what this song is about
I'm on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
Smokin until the sun come out

Now all salute the supreme general that got style
And watch how I rock and lock the block down
Tightly to fight me will cause disaster
No chance to surpass the vocab I master
As the sun rotate, took my guns off safe
Been a thug since 8, always drug my weight
I state the facts, mothafk a platinum plaque
Always got my stack jackin off from havin a sack
act as if they back is stiff and can't put work in
Shake the turf then get to tuckin they shirts in
But I'ma stay bangin
The game that I'm claimin
Gold chain swngin
While the six trey hangin
Back bumpa
Impact the dumpa in the stash spot mash out
Knock it locked up with the as* drop

Can I ride in your car?
b*tch I'm gone too far
Can I smoke on your weed?
Nah, this ain't what you need
Can I borrow a dollar?c
Nah, but you can eat this d*ck
While I dip in my s**t and uh, pop my cop off
Can I give you my number?
Get at me next summer
But I'm hungry baby
Yea, me too, that's crazy
So open up the door cuz I'm ready to go
Aight, but I ain't got no money
Ain't you treatin baby?
Hell no
b*tch take another route, you ain't even what this song is about
I'm on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
Smokin until the sun come out