That head n***a in charge of rack
the gangstas they dancing that
Cups in hand, with a blunt bout to light
And you already know when the Kid P do it
But I don't want you to stop,
Fuck what I'm saying, just groove to it
Cause I could write this shit all day
And say I'm getting lazy,
To write easier shit than Dr. Seuss
That make the girls wanna get loose
Sugar pops wanna pop it off
There's too many sugar pops
Yeah, that's how we like it, son
Gift with a rich black thug
and got a penthouse on 81st
While these rappers pop shit,
So don't force me to put in work
Get your own, nigga, stop stressin'
What I do, nigga, don't stress me
Who I sex, nigga, stop stressin'
How I live and how much I pay for this
Get your own, nigga, stop stressin'
What I do, nigga, don't stress me
through our sex, niggas stop stressing
how I live and how much I pay for this
Stupid ring, an idiot bracelet,
and the watch on my wrist
make your face like you can't sit,
Their girlfriend face light up
Like what I've done, nothing but love,
light up and we gon' turn the night up
You made me mad popular with the hoes,
with that picture at the show
And I ain't get a chance to say thank you
for putting the infamous P up on that screen
Ain't nothing better than
but people getting killed everyday
Ima help you get that fear out your chest
Here prodigy you got the best
Get your own, niggas stop stressing
What I do, niggas don't stress me
Who I sex, niggas stop stressing
How I live, and how much I paid for this
Niggas stop stressin', what I do
Niggas don't stress me, who I sex
how I live, and how much I paid for this
Y 'all niggas don't want it
You motherfuckers were extreme,
President Reagan has now set in motion
a program of research and development
from incoming nuclear missiles
and no one knowing whether someone might tighten
their finger on the on the trigger