מילים לשיר Nothin 2 A Bo – Yukmouth

You can't be serious
Haha. I can't believe you niggaz
Fuck that shit nigga!
You really thought since 'Pac died the West coast fell the fuck off, huh?
You thought since Dre ain't made a album, we flopped?
RapYukmouth nigga!
West Coast don nigga!
It's nuthin to a boss nigga!
What's wit it punk?!
We been ridin on dubb's that spin nigga!
We been poppin bottles, nigga, since 'Pac was alive nigga
The West Coast is back you faggot ass fucks! I'm from the West Coast and neveran I'm tryin to sell a few mill like Kris Kross
I'm like the Bird Man, platinum grill, big cross
I'm ultra cocky, tell a chicken get lost
diss the boss an get ya lips ripped off
I let clips off
ya whole click soft
what you know about a hundred on a wrist watch
twenty on ya chicks watch
loungin Gucci flip flops
and I bang in the club like Rick Rock
Yuk show you how to rock that real thug hipthey ride loYukmouth flip drops
off the floor every year is a whip hop
menagewith ten karats in my ear like big shot
Godzilla get the scrilla like Chris Rock
an I'ma bring the West back when my shit drop wit plenty millions in a vouge
(Chorus To roll around on 24's
everything a nigga want.
It's nothin 2 a boss!
So much ice a nigga froze
custom rides wit 310's
It's nothin big to a boss!
until I die it's all West coast Yeah. if you gon' do it, do it right
I'm in the blue and white
(Verse 2)
rally striped Vipe leavin Peanuts wit a crew of dykes
Tuesday night I got my game together
my rims spin like plane propellers
I'm dangerous fella
an I'm down wit Prince James forever
RapYukmouth, Scarface an Tela
and ya'll know Yuk is off the meter
for all you nonI spark the heater
Why you hatin?
I'm what you call a block leader
I roll through ya radio station wit Gary Payton
in a franchise Lac outside on cherry Dayton's
an rock the new blue Burberry
make every nation feel the thug vibration, uh
my cars talk back like Michael Knight
I got a hunderd on a Roy Jones and Tyson fight
I rock ice cause the price is right
you wanna roll wit baller, well tonight's ya night
step it up hater. Yeah To roll around on 24's
wit plenty millions in a vouge
everything a nigga want.
It's nothin 2 a boss!
So much ice a nigga froze
until I die it's all West coast
custom rides wit 310's
It's nothin big to a boss! (Verse 3)
Every day I'm poppin a bottle, and poppin a tag
fourty G's in a Gucci bag, I'm coppin a Jag
twoWhat you know about that?!
wit the dragon shaped tool in the bag
What you know about chronic an Hypnotic
drop stretch Hummers, twentycoppin Lamborghini's from 310 an Simbalic
??? skin interior wit the suede trim on it, wait!
I came in the game wit mobsta tales
I hit Mr. Chow's for meals, crack lobster tails
at the mall wit a model who only buys Chanelle
I rock the 'Wheels of Fortune' like Pat Sajack
you wish I fell, but I prevail, Yukmouth is ill
I'm tryin to bring the Bay back
in a black Maybach
in a A's throw back and a A's hat
Yuk a beast, and bleach couldn't fade that!
What?! To roll around on 24's
wit plenty millions in a vouge
everything a nigga want.
It's nothin 2 a boss!
So much ice a nigga froze
custom rides wit 310's
until I die it's all West coast
It's nothin big to a boss!.