i was dropping mad N bombs at amvets the other day. I wasn’t even thinking. I was surrounded by black people.
“shit nigga check out this balla ass couch. nigga be big pimpin wit dat”
(i think i really said something like that, surrounded by black dudes. not one even batted an eye. they must know i’m from the streets.)
I think you meant to say “the skreets”
i lol’ed a lot reading that… subscribed for the .mp3 download… whats the release date?
anyone with the flu?
LOL
NWA FTW.
OK. this is probably how it will stay until i get a beat on it.
I’m fucking amped.
(intro)
keep yo brim flat
keep yo brim flat
keep yo brim flat, mother fucker
keep yo brim flat
(verse 1)
poppin up in the sto’, i know that new era’s got em
i roll straight to the back, i says you got 'em? i want 'em
because i pulled up real big, caprice with top chopped
they be seein my rims, twenty fo’s lookin so hot
always got what i need, got a whole rack in the back
oakland raiders, gimme two an i want four whites and black
say how you pay for this shit? i say don’t worry 'bout that
make em all triple XL and keep the brim on em flat
(chorus)
keep yo brim flat, nigga
wear it front back, nigga
ain’t no need, to wear that shit to the side, nigga
keep yo flat brim, nigga
keep yo black skin, nigga
wear yo hat straight but always leave the pistol cocked, nigga
(verse 2)
see me, need me, find me, flow
i keep bitches on they toes
when i holla then they blow
see me, need me, find me, flowwwwwww
i got the new era cap, ridin on lebrun back
so straight an so flat, you put a level on that
cuz you know i keep it clean with them white shirts and nikes
cause in the bay niggas even got they rims on they bikes
i got my shoes floppy, i keep the bottles poppin
little mommy keep i’ twerkin, cause i ain’t stoppin
got you naked wet, i got you comin yet
even when my dick up in yo ass you know i rock my hat
(repeat chorus)
(verse 3)
i rock the crisp brim, black skin, nigga top that
keep the tags on, always leave the price on my hat
you know newman got insurance on his hat collection
you know that ladies that they give me give me much affection
you know i got a brand new hat e’ry day the year
and you know i only drink 'stal, because i only drink clear
throw yo turf up i don’t care where you at
just make sure to keep that mother fucking brim flat
(repeat chorus)
END
You should really be thinking of a mannie fresh esque scene for the music video.
At Lids or some such nonsense.
my good friend actually is the receptionist for new era caps. She has so many… it’s already in the works.
get me some new eras, son. i dont mind if theyre crushed a bit. i’ll roll some blunts for you in your music video (you dont have to smoke it, just holding it legitimizes you)
btw you’re insane
that shit is tight, btw I always keep my brim flat as seen below
wow…
lol. just lol.
it actually might sound good, coming from lil jon.
sounds to smart, dumb it up a bit
he raps like mos def…intellectual shit
you know i keep my brim flat, you betta keep yo bitch back,
if she come steppin up, you know she bound to get slapped,
them hoes know betta than that, to come at me talkin smack,
cuz everyone on da block know i always stay strapped,
pop pop goes da cap, yo bitch wheres ma hat,
it betta be fresh, or ill send yo ass back,
cuz i gotta stay fresh, and i gotta stay clean,
i rock brand new ones, and my neck go bling,
so bitch go to tha sto, and cop dat yankee hat,
and dont fuck wit da brim, cuz it gotta stay flat.
BALLIN!!!
hahaha good one fonz
the more i think about it, this would be oo close to the beat of… put yo’ hood up.
it can really go any upbeat 4/4 time riff. I had ass and titties by 3 six mafia in my head when i wrote it. You can pretty much interchange most pop rap lyrics between songs… they’re all structured similarly.