D.B.A. Flip, Ras Kass - It Ain't Nothing Nice lyrics

Nigga, get yo' hand outta' my pocket
Nigga, get yo' hand outta' my pocket
(Buuuurp) fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all

It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
(It ain't nothing nice)
It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
(Nada, nada) it ain't nothin' nice
(it ain't nothing nice)
It ain't nothin' nice (It's only real)
It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
(Act like you know) it ain't nothin' nice

Son I be skimmin' through the billboard
Top for an R&B album wonderin' my outcome
Want the black triangle
But I'm real with or without one
'Cause I'ma still sport wrinkled Armani jeans
Smokin' beadies to the pink stream
On a microphone, I'm like


The mooly Michael Corleone, with 36 zone
(Zone)
Big homies told me to be the man, understand
If niggas is playin' hardball
Then why the fuck you throwin' underhand?
See only the small mind is small time
That's the reason that bustas still
Sellin' nickel sacks of ganja
You two-bit hustla
I'm the wrong brother like Clockers
Wouldn't give you five cents to
Put cheese on the Whopper
So steer near, deal, a mere near rear bia
I'm rollin' with the crowbar clear
Still wearin' my bathing suit like
I was asshole naked
Now fake it till you make it, or take it
Nigga

Oh, It ain't nothin' nice (Haha)
It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice (Nice)

While most was in school going
Through that whole childhood
Ya pushin' rocks on the block, 'cause
The spots what ya found, flip
I made my dough and I made sure
I kept my name on tight
Layin' low in the day and
Serve that Ye' by moonlight (Au)
They out of sight when they roll by
Just serving them clucks as they stroll by
Lowkey, the smokies know my name
Ain't no slippin' when they trippin'
'cause I done peeped game
Now I had clout, til they raided
And ran me out i sold my last ounce
Then I bounced to my baby mama's house
Time to bail, couldn't spend no time in jail
Had to be out on them streets
Hurry up and make my sales but now it's on
'cause I'm grown and I'm still a G
But it's to sell my crack by
Way of cheers in this industry
Remember me, when you hustle runnin'
Right do or die, otherwise, flip for life
Biatch

It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice
My nigga, it ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice, my nigga
Get your hustle on

Now it's either give me the money
Give me the power give me $425 an hour
What the fuck you think I'm gone do?
To be honest with you, I'm gonna' get mine
(mine) 'Cause I known niggas that's
College graduates that's broke
Askin' for dimes and nickel sacks
Nigga give me dap, and I give you some
You watch my back, I watch yours
I do rap tours while niggas
Be looking for the rapture
I don't understand
'cause niggas gots to capture
Your own, now keep your eyes on the prize
'Cause Clinton is pimpin'
Nigga you might as well be tempin'
I wanna be eatin' jumbo shrimp and lobster
I want $200, 000 in the bank
You wanna be the imposter mobster
Recognize like Sam Sneed
I got unborn twins to feed
So make the next man bleed, I just might
'Cause ain't nothin' right in my life
God help me (Help me) it ain't nothin' nice

But, it's wrong and ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice
From LA to NY, ATL and back
It ain't nothin' nice
To all my niggas and my bitches
Throw your motherfuckin' hands in the air
And keep 'em there (it's a stick up nigga)

It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
It ain't nothin' nice it ain't nothin' nice
(Ha ha haha) nigga, I can't sigh
(Can't sigh, can't sigh, can't sigh)
Nigga, I don't give a fuck