Ain't Cha (Explicit)

Ain't Cha (Main Version|Explicit) - Clipse/Re-Up Gang

Written by：G. Thornton/T. Thornton/P. Williams

Hmmm you tryna get some good fame ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna slang in the rain ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna save for the range ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna perfect you aim ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna get a big chain ain't cha

Hmmm with the medallions and the rings ain't cha

Hmmm gonna getcha air force plane ain't cha

Say what so you can get that hood fame ain't cha

Rugers spare I drapes baking pies baking cake

Hustling them A's and that C's and that H

While you probably talking frantic on the tape

Niggaz in the hood ain't tryna to hear man it was a mistake

To call you a b**ch not a bandit at you wake

Epitaph reading how much damage you could take

While I'm on the boat with you b**ch salmon on the plate

I know why you liked her the head it was great

Loving these bezels sets change with no space

86 karats you know how much digging in the planet this could take

Patent leather BAPEs uh uh closet like planet of the BAPE

Monkey see monkey do monkeys following in place

Like I'm living in an episode of planet of the apes

You're watching the evolution of one of rap's greats

You niggaz tryna take my place never happen

Hmmm you tryna get some good fame ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna slang in the rain ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna save for the range ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna perfect you aim ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna get a big chain ain't cha

Hmmm with the medallions and the rings ain't cha

Hmmm gonna getcha air force plane ain't cha

Say what so you can get that hood fame ain't cha

Every time I do it encore

Slide out tha Lincoln with the suicide doors

Ma and I'm blinging like baby with all that sh*t on

My block pop til all that sh*t gone

What you pussies hardly eat

What you spend on a home is a golden piece

On the chest of a biz oss it's a must I fliz oss

My dream team wrestle for cheese like Eric Bischoff

From the kickoff to tip off I give off rays from the VVs

Ice glazed like lip gloss

Thinking they can see me I beg to diff arr

Look up in the skies eye it the big dip arr

That's cold it's chilly in Philly it's that real

Nobody know karate more bodies than Kill Bill

Somebody get beside me Lord will his blood spill

Like a waterfall f**k around make me slaughter y'all

Hmmm you tryna get some good fame ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna slang in the rain ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna save for the range ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna perfect you aim ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna get a big chain ain't cha

Hmmm with the medallions and the rings ain't cha

Hmmm gonna getcha air force plane ain't cha

Say what so you can get that hood fame ain't cha

Oh you just gonna take without asking ain't cha

You just grabbing you ain't earning for sh*t that's too old fashion

Look tulip I will never tuck a jewel up

Kindergarten did they not tap your knuckle with the ruler

I'm the era of the juice crew don't let that Dookie noose you

1 and 1 is 2 it's just as simple as blue's clues

The nine will get most of you turn yourself around

For he who want to run up and earn himself a crown

Meanwhile study something ni**a this Gucci Parker

From France where the kids sing Frere Jacques

If not there I'm somewhere mixing vodkas

In a far off land where they shake maracas and sh*t

Keep it moving like in kiss of coke

You the 100 th motherf**ker and I'm Benicio

Not Tommy Lee see we never involve the law

If it seems the walls are closing in it's only cause they are

Muthaf**ker

Hmmm you tryna get some good fame ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna slang in the rain ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna save for the range ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna perfect you aim ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna get a big chain ain't cha

Hmmm with the medallions and the rings ain't cha

Hmmm gonna getcha air force plane ain't cha

Say what so you can get that hood fame ain't cha

I'm a natural born hustla I the risk taker

I get it cross the border the alpha the omega

My life I scripted the paper posh like the wrist in the cradle

That hug the diamonds that kiss for you haters

Rimoldi is so gaudy

But it's just so picture perfect as I lean in that six forty five CI

I'm on them blades likes T I

The niggaz hate to measure 'cause they knee high

Still Slangin that P I E what I bring by

Me 50 cal pretty desert up my sleave I

Still hugging that corner so tight it can't breath I

Can't let it go 'cause a ni**a got to eat I

Came to conquer the game the flame and the powder

And the pot stirred it crazy I'm a lead a

Still in the game tipping the scale like Libra

You don't really want that halo over you cesar no

Hmmm you tryna get some good fame ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna slang in the rain ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna save for the range ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna perfect you aim ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna get a big chain ain't cha

Hmmm with the medallions and the rings ain't cha

Hmmm gonna getcha air force plane ain't cha

Say what so you can get that hood fame ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna get some good fame ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna slang in the rain ain't cha

Hmmm you tryna save for the range ain't cha