Bài hát Splittin' Pollaseeds Báo Lỗi

Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back

Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap

It's the muppet show, most niggaz need A&R

To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe

Ice Cube, true emcee

Write everything I say, even back in the day

I'm a spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick

You can keep your catchy lines, I'm bout to write a rhyme

If you got a backpack tryin' to act black

Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture

You never approached a mic

You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like

Who deserve 5 Mics, who deserve 2

But the nigga with 2 still can serve you

This West Coast flow is different than the East

But it ain't no different in the street




I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)

I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy

Cause the salt might make you choke

(I'm spittin' pollaseeds) I'm spittin' pollaseeds

I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy

Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke

Oh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up




I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch

In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche

When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish

They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish

No comprende, me no speak no Engle

Here (*slap*) now yo' ass feelin' tingley

Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley

Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' stingray

Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me

Put your rap careers up on eBay

Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ

Baby drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ

I got a big brother nicknamed CJ

When you see him in the hood take it easy

If you a breezy, take him to the heezy

Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy




I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)

I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy

Cause the salt might make you choke

I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)

I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy

Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke

Oh oh (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)




Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper

Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rearview mirror

Ready to bust with my bandana, bumpin' oldies

Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe

So I could bust a Crip Walk on these niggaz

Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz

They can't hold our shit

Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit

All you niggaz owe us alimony

All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli

On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit I'll knock your Comodi glasses

Off your face under the transmission, nigga

From the Westside fuckin' up the program

With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham

Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's

Spittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds




I'm spittin' pollaseeds

I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy

Cause the salt might make you choke

I'm spittin' pollaseeds

I crack 'em one by one, 'cause I don't wanna be greedy

Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh