Prodigy Can't Complain Lyrics

{telephone ringing}

Hello... hello...
Yo what up, man!?!
Who the f___ is this?
Who the f___ it sound like, man?
What the f___ you calling so early for, man!?!
What the f___ time is it!?!
It's like 3 o'clock, man, thought you was coming to get me, man!?!
... s___, my bad son.
Please, man, come get me man, before I choke this b____, man!
Hurry up son, man it's like 90 man, let's get some hoes or something.

What up, dun!?!
Same ol' s___.
No doubt, ain't nothing new... .
Let's take a little spin, dun, word up.

Yo... open my wings to a new day spread my lungs
Get laced, jump in the whip, stash the guns
Twist the key, shifted to D then flee
Before anything, get the daily dose of choke
We got the Benzo flooded with smoke on the float
My eye's burnin' from the dope killin' my throat
Lean my seat a taste, lumbar support
On the belt doin' 90 or more
debatin' on the latest rhyme wars
Where units don't count
But your rap pay add up to large amounts
Get my thrills puttin' other n____'s skills to sleep
Catch chills off'a infamous beats
Swing the trees doin' one-handed u'ees
Blowin' on the ouwee 'cause we can't have the medicine canoein'
There go the boys to the right, no days and nights like that
Ay yo dun, hold that down and turn it around
Dirty as f___, thugs drugs and guns, d's and fatigues
T n T hopin' out of MPV's
Surprise all'a f___ out of me
Got rubber Glocks pointed at me
Ay yo twin, what the f___... ..
[Twin]
They had us layed out on the ground holdin' us down
With gats to back of our heads was goin' down
"It wasn't us that held up that b____ you got.
Where's the proof, man!? Let me speak to my attorney.