Twista I Ain't That Nigga Lyrics

Hook

I ain't that n____, I'd just thought I let you know you know
When I'm rolling with a black 4 4, I ain't that n____
I ain't that n____, I'd just thought I let you know
When I'm rolling with a black 4 4, I ain't that n____

Verse I

Na, I ain't a gangsta, but kick it with board members and governors that love Larry Hoover
n____s that a do, back with more rifles, roll with disciple that have your mama screaming out hallelujah
And no I ain't a vice lord, but I kick it with n____s that bring that s___ to the left
CVL, love the PL, them thug folks that love lo, down with my peoples to the death
And na, I ain't a black p stone, but when I was getting' production from rhythm, we was chillin
Southside, swol brother with long a__ braids, some real n____s stacking millions to the ceiling
And no I ain't a Sole, but got into it with Dollar and Rot Picnic for Jack Volvo
Knew all them n____s when my rocks flowed slow
Before I was rolling black benzes on black mo mo's
And I got plenty friends and relatives, that still be all up in the mix
I chill up in the streets, but f___ this rap s___ n____, I got guns you ain't gon' do s___
I ain't gon' be fronting and faking and acting petty all up in my music
Un huh, that's 2 lame, when it's on, it's on
I pop a n____, when you gone, you gone
U finna be wiped up off the earth like a memory (what's dude name)

Verse II

Na I ain't a killer, but I'll stank a m_________er while I'm hooded if he pull it
Make a n____ bite the bullet, hit him with the chrome, cause I gotta show it's on to the fullest
And na I ain't Chief, but I'm a m_________in' beast, when it comes to running in the streets
Ain't been on it in a minute, cause a n____ getting money, when I do, it's cause a n____ gotta eat
And na I ain't solid, but I got the upmost respect for a n____ if he hollered
Or if he ride the under six, I know he'd be the s___ to the real G's, I got to pay homage
And na I ain't hard, but on God, I'll push a n____ s___ back and leave him scared
Get the inf with the beamer, then go and steal a steamer, stank a n____, then go and put the car in my garage
The thieves wanna be throwed, tryin' to put on for the streets on beats, but got no heart up in the mob
Quit lyin', you lil' metaphorically speaking m_________ers, don't want it with real n____s that's out here
Give a description of a hell of a gun, but you don't really wanna feel it from real triggers that's out here (cause it's out here)

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Verse III

Na I ain't a playa, but in my city, all of the b____es homma me like I'm the mayor
Devastating rhyme sayer, but if u wanna make it bigger than words, I gotta sprayer
And no I ain't a pimp, but peel a hoe for a fimp and a walk with a limp
While I be smoking on that hemp, and at the party, b____es saying look at him, look at him
And na I ain't no mark or no coward, come at me you gon' get ya lil' hear devoured
We don't buckle easy to threats, we be coming after next for techs, s__, money and power
Been doing it big for so long, everybody around us talk s___
Can't do nothing but hate off the money that we make
If we don't come up off of rapping, we coming up off bricks
You lil' soft b____

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