N.O.R.E. Grimey Lyrics

[Noreaga]
Yeah n____ - part four muh'f___er
Thugged out n____ (Grimey)
Neptunes - n____ what n____ (Grimey)
Violator - n____ what n____ (Grimey)
This s___ is serious - type serious (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, n____ what n____ (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, n____ what n____ (Grimey)
Uh, uh-uh, part four n____ (Grimey)
Yo, yo, yo

It's like f___, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury n____
I smoke boogies, conspiracy theory
It's like I'm Malcolm, with just the X
These b____es swear they in love but it's just the X
n____s act like, my c__e ain't long in stress
Like I don't keep two shotguns, under my chest
I flip, obsolete see I'm the king of the streets
And show muh'f___ers how to rhyme on Neptunes' beats
In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the Grammy
This year I'll bring the s___ home to his family
Go 'head, and keep hatin, until you receive
Mad volts in your chest plate, hard to breathe
See you a hater like Star & Buc, n____ what
And f___ Tommy Boy, them n____z just suck
I'm the ultimate, gun on my d___, hoes swallow my spit
Wanna drink every bottle I sip

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
n____ when that heat, is bustin off
And the ambulance come, and rush you off
And the witness like - we don't know dem boys
Me and my n____z goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey
Then we resume, hangin with stars
Then we live in fat houses and fat a__ cars
Then we drive and scream - n____ f___ the law
Me and my n____z goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey

[Noreaga]
Yo, yo
I alternated with the greatest, upgraded my speech
We Violator violatin, y'all n____z capiche?
It's unsafe like late night on (?) Beach
Drink some river ranches and get slurped at least
Let's have fun wit it, in the Bridge my n____z dunn wit it
n____z had hit records, but we done did it
Pop a collar; see them chicks they like to holla N.O.!
You know them hoes already know they gotta swallow
Money like Nutty Professor - fat as f___
Four gold albums; ain't none of it luck
Brad Pitt, Fight Club s___, f___in you up
Since you, seem so tense release the mutts
I'm connected, the police release my cuffs
Call me Fillmore, naw n____ cause I'ma feel more
n____ this my year, you gonna feel Nore
Money we got it but still try and feel more

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Pharrell Williams (Noreaga)]
Type of n____role, we must be dunns (Grimey)
Toothbrush shanks and rusty guns (Grimey)
n____ get popped can't hush me son (Grimey)
Sellin everything 'til they cuff me dunn (Grimey)
93 Ac' f___ a Range n____ (Grimey)
Saliva at the mouth of your chain n____ (Grimey)
Reynolds wrap, c__e, and doo-rags (Grimey)
Never cleanin up, n____ screw that (Grimey)

[Noreaga]
You see we unbreakable, y'all n____z is uncapable
We 2G n____ we use gats that's untraceable
Still smokin, and n____z know how I do it
Keep big shanks, s___'ll cut in half your Buick
Just me and shorty, late night in the park
And gettin so much brains I'm startin to feel smart
Off Beelzebub, feelin my love with cold heart
See these fake n____z, my fists'll break n____z
We switchin labels, now it's time to break n____z
We switchin labels, now it's time to break n____z

[Bridge]

[Pharell Williams]
Hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey

[Chorus]

[Noreaga]
Violator - n____ what n____ (Grimey)
This s___ is serious (Grimey)
(Grimey) (Grimey)
(Grimey) (Grimey)..

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