Grimey Lyrics - God's Favorite - Noreaga

[Noreaga] 

Yeah nigga - part four muh'fucker 

Thugged out nigga (Grimey) 

Neptunes - nigga what nigga (Grimey) 

Violator - nigga what nigga (Grimey) 

This shit is serious - type serious (Grimey) 

Uh, uh-uh, nigga what nigga (Grimey) 

Uh, uh-uh, nigga what nigga (Grimey) 

Uh, uh-uh, part four nigga (Grimey) 

Yo, yo, yo 

It's like fuck, it's King Tut jewelry, blind fury nigga 

I smoke boogies, conspiracy theory 

It's like I'm Malcolm, with just the X 

These bitches swear they in love but it's just the X 

Niggas act like, my coke 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'fuckers how to rhyme on Neptunes' beats 

In Miami, Pun shoulda, won the Grammy 

This year I'll bring the shit 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, nigga what 

And fuck Tommy Boy, them niggaz just suck 

I'm the ultimate, gun on my dick, hoes swallow my spit 

Wanna drink every bottle I sip 

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams] 

Nigga 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 niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey 

Then we resume, hangin with stars 

Then we live in fat houses and fat ass cars 

Then we drive and scream - nigga FUCK the law 

Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey 

[Noreaga] 

Yo, yo 

I alternated with the greatest, upgraded my speech 

We Violator violatin, y'all niggaz capiche? 

It's sun/son safe like late night on (?) beach 

Drink some river ranches and get slurped at least 

Let's have fun wit it, in the Bridge my niggaz dunn wit it 

Niggaz 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 fuck 

Four gold albums; ain't none of it luck 

Brad Pitt, Fight Club shit, fuckin you up 

Since you, seem so tense release the mutts 

I'm connected, the police release my cuffs 

Call me Fillmore, naw nigga cause I'ma feel more 

Nigga this my year, you gonna feel Nore 

Money we got it but still try and feel more 

[Chorus] 

[Bridge: Pharrell Williams (Noreaga)] 

Type of niggarole, we must be dunns (Grimey) 

Toothbrush shanks and rusty guns (Grimey) 

Nigga get popped can't hush me son (Grimey) 

Sellin everything 'til they cuff me dunn (Grimey) 

93 Ac' fuck a Range nigga (Grimey) 

Saliva at the mouth of your chain nigga (Grimey) 

Reynolds wrap, coke, and doo-rags (Grimey) 

Never cleanin up, nigga screw that (Grimey) 

[Noreaga] 

You see we unbreakable, y'all niggaz is uncapable 

We 2G nigga we use gats that's untraceable 

Still smokin, and niggaz know how I do it 

Keep big shanks, shit'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 niggaz, my fists'll break niggaz 

We switchin labels, now it's time to break niggaz 

We switchin labels, now it's time to break niggaz 

[Bridge] 

[Pharell Williams] 

Hey, hey, hey, hey-hey hey 

[Chorus] 

[Noreaga] 

Violator - nigga what nigga (Grimey) 

This shit is serious (Grimey) 

(Grimey) (Grimey) 

(Grimey) (Grimey)..