Niggy Nuts Lyrics - 10 - Ll Cool J

It's for the ghetto 

For the ghetto for the ghetto, yeah 

It's for the ghetto man it's for the ghetto, yeah 

It's for the ghetto it's for the ghetto, yeah 

It's for the ghetto man it's for the ghetto, yeah 

Leanin' dipped in rocks, pump the joint on the block 

Behind the Dolce Gabbana shades, peepin' the spots 

Frostbit and I'm turnin' blue, that's why I'm so hot 

Put the hustle down majorly and never get knocked 

Who can grind for this? Momma taught me to swerve 

Rent the presidential suite out, snatch ya bird 

My motto is dough or die, peace sign in the sky 

In the brand new 'lectric blue Bentley ridin' by 

Hurt these clowns, anybody that want it 

Let you borrow my crown, tell me why would you flaunt it? 

Don't you know you can get it, have your wig-piece splitted 

Meth asked me to spit it, see my coupes is kitted 

And my minks is fitted, lyrically I'm sid-dick 

Honey frontin' when you around, I always hit it 

The boss is home, regulatin' on chrome 

Tell Russell it's line one, LL's on the phone 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get them niggy nuts, now here's wiggy what 

Y'all need to do, when I come through, give it up 

Paper stackin', daddy get it crackin' 

Chains might be gold, the joints always platinum 

And rims always chrome, jeans always pressed 

Loot always right, cut always fresh 

Gear always dipped, honey always bangin' 

You hot? Always, my niggy nuts always hangin' 

Hold it down, rocks by the pound 

The new 2002 B-Boy sound 

Hoes stand back, I'm shakin' up the game 

You shoulda never tried, to slide in my lane 

Guaranteed to blow the block up 

When I ease this milky white drop up 

Wanna bang ya, that's all you need to know 

50 deep in Summer Jam, I closed the show 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Nuts, y'all, baby stay flowin' 

Hit Big B, tell him bring the Mo' in 

(Bring it in) 

Uhh, we rockin' to the rhythm 

(All night baby) 

Uncut raw, what we give 'em 

Hell yes, bounce to the music 

(Bounce) 

When the joint come on, everybody lose it 

This year leave the bar, hit the floor 

Represent, let these clowns know who you are 

When it's bangin' like this, why stop? 

(Why stop?) 

Ask me why I pop Cris', why not? 

(Why not?) 

The flow of the century 

Got your Belve splashin' to the melody, what you tellin' me? 

This is fresh 'til the day I die 

Leavin' momma with a tear in her eye 

You was frontin' for a minute, now what? 

You snapped when the joint dropped 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off my niggy niggy nuts 

Get off, get off 

Get off, get off 

Is to get off, get off 

Get off, get off 

Get off, get off 

Is to get off nigga