Nitty Gritty Lyrics - Singles - Jayo Felony

Oh, yeah, y'all know what's up with this right here 

No playa, haters allowed so everybody's not invited 

So y'all got to keep y'all distance 

Mind your own you'll live long 

Yeah, check me out 

These judge mental cowards got they eyes closed 

They didn't see me creeping up from behind they want to be me 

But I ain't trippin', sippin' on something 90 proof 

From the floor to the roof I spit this game to youth 

By any means, dreams of being a lot more than poor 

If you ain't helping your family, then what you living for? 

You'd rather talk about the next man, like a busta 

Fool, don't make me reach out and touch ya 

Then never sleep again, just comprehend, don't playa hate 

And real ballers keep their pagers on vibrate 

Never try to floss and show off your stacking 

On the low, that's if you wanna stay away from the popos 

Known to attract heat like DeNiro, scandalous federalizes 

Got their eyes on the whole state of Cali 

You wanna be a playa in this game but you gonna watch me win it 

Trying to escape reality in four minutes 

Four minutes of funk, get off your rump 

Move your bottom off the tree stump 

Ladies looking pretty, from city to city 

And now I'm getting down to the nitty gritty 

From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom 

Come on Bullet Loc and get funky while we got 'em 

Gas or cash, ain't no free ride 

Felony got love coming from both sides 

About to blow it up and that's on me 

Ready to bring it on, man, y'all gon' see 

I tell my homie to give me a refill 

'Cause I don't give a damn, they got me standing on Porkchop hill 

With the most of my mind gone 

just because a youngsta wanna get his grind on, fool kill that 

I'm trying to feed my household, what should I do? 

To survive, I got to work for you? 

Increase the minimum wage 

But you will never make me happy 

Huh, but a real nigga keep it nappy 

Yeah, so I connect with E-A-Ski for bomb song 

When they hear the record they wanna sing along 

My business straight now the industries about to be dealed 

Soon as I hit the world up with four minutes 

Four minutes of funk, get off your rump 

Move your bottom off the tree stump 

Ladies looking pretty, from city to city 

And now I'm getting down to the nitty gritty 

From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom 

Come on Bullet Loc and get funky while we got 'em 

And if you ever say you can see me, it don't compute 

It's like walking through hell with a gasoline kachi suit 

I'm unfadeble with this and about to show ya, time's up 

I'm about to overthrow ya, it was nice to know ya 

I'm comin' with it to move 'em all, never be no coward 

Keep hitting your enemy until they fall y'all 

And to my females that's never faking and paper chasing 

Time is just too valuable to be wasting 

On the independent stroke or with a conquer 

I'm down with ya, let's put our heads together and now we get richer 

We got to get it while it's good to get 

Let's put it down, hit 'em up by surprise and then we leave town 

Don't you like the sound of that? Him skinny and me fat 

Count it up and split it 50/50 back at the flat 

To the end we represent-we in it to win it 

Trying to escape reality in four minutes 

Four minutes of funk, get off your rump 

Move your bottom off the tree stump 

Ladies looking pretty, from city to city 

And now I'm getting down to the nitty gritty 

From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom 

Come on Bullet Loc and get funky while we got 'em