It Ain't About You Lyrics - Tha Streetz Iz A Mutha - Kurupt

Yea 

Ay, Soopafly 

Yup 

Ay, what's the name of that song that goes 

Dada-dada-da-da-da, dadada-da-da 

Dada-dada-da-da-da 

It ain't about you? 

That's the one you rappin' on? 

Yea 

Oh, yea, that's tight 

You like that? 

Yea 

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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 shit 

Yea, peep game 

Check, I break a nigga 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 mothafucka if you didn't know 

Now peep so sweet unique 

I doubt if you could top the peak 

Keep 'em in check 

No sweat cock back fist connected to cheek, they sleep 

Photos 

Kick 'em in they ass 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 bitches dope fiending like I'm slangin' them rocks 

Straight from the L we don't take no shit 

We off in the cut waitin' for y'all niggas to trip 

We the last mothafuckas you want to fuck with 

When you in close range you best to duck quick 

Or get smashed your last chance to forfeit 

Game over, I knock a nigga from drunk to sober 

I hope I don't have to maneuver the choker 

If you wanna dance I do the polka 

Stickin' fuck bitch 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 dick 

While I smash my shit 

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 

Bitch take another route 

You ain't even what this song's about 

Bitch, I'm on a ride, dip and glidin' through the hood 

Smokin' until the sun come out 

Bitch please 

Got her speakin' in Chinese 

They like please 

Yea, just pluck 'em off 

Mothafuck all you hoes 

Fuck 'em all 

This is nothing but true game 

This stainless thing got stained 

The bitch 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 nigga feelin' bitter, shitty 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 bitch on my dick 

I'm like bitch, forget it 

Let it lose bitch, won't you let it 

For what you let it 

I get a bad bitch from Connecticut 

A typical hoe, I'm only in it for the blow 

The bitch 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? 

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 dick 

While I smash my shit 

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 

Bitch take another route 

You ain't even what this song's 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, mothafuck a platinum plaque 

Always got my stack jackin' off from havin' a sack 

Niggas 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 swangin' 

While the six trey hangin' 

Back bumpa, impact the dumpa 

In the stash spot mash out 

Knock it locked up with the ass drop 

Can I ride in your car? 

Bitch 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 dick 

While I dip in my shit 

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 

Bitch take another route 

You ain't even what this song's about 

I'm on a ride, dip and glidin' through the hood 

Smokin' until the sun come out