DJ Quik - Heres What They Think Of You lyrics
[DJ Quik - Heres What They Think Of You lyrics]
(here's what they think about
You) think about you
(this is what they think about you) think
About you
(here's what they think about you) this
Is what they think of you
They say you suckas ain't got
No hustle, no drive, if it's west than you
Came to settle no jive, yo b, yo
God, yo son, yall ain't real, yo
Money, ya'll cats be frontin', what the deal
It's a conspiracy made by the rest
No doubt, it's like the game is designed
To keep the left coast out
So how about instead of doing 106th and park
We do 108th and crenshaw after dark
Seen a nigga smile so i turned and asked
Why your mouth got
So much plaque, thinking you the
Shit all young and sporty
Can't wait to see your grill when you
Turn 40, im a sex symbol
And you can't pronunciate
But 2pac passed so they sing
It anyway, stretching pintos yah
You flossing poorly
You need to pump yo brakes
Yeah slow down whodi
This is what they think of you
Think about you, think about you, this
Is what they think of you, think
About you, think about you
This is what they think of you
Yeah they say ya'll smoke cigar
Shake, that's the craze
Cut open a blunt lick it
Back and blaze, over hurr, over thurr, that's
The catch phrase, skip the bathwater, ya'll
Be dirty for days, brown weed, gold
Teeth, hit the floor now
Robitussin all in your
Cup got you slowed now, let the streets
Tell it nigga word of mouth
'cause ain't nobody catching no
Colds down south
Where u from nigga yup had to beef
Acting all mad, mad dogging me
Yeah i know you got the bombest weed and
Palm trees but you should of cut that
Fkin' curl in eighty three, when girls
Come around you don't even flirt
Busy throwing
Up rags fkin' up my concert, why we
Be busy making paper chasing cheese
You still set trippin' off them b's and c's
There ain't shit you won't do for a
Record deal, why we be making moves
You be keeping it real, why we
Comparing bank rolls, you comparing skills
One more thing man
Back wood skill, you wanna be
Famous nigga, sound like us
Gotta copy the west to
Go platinum plus, when i come through the
East and hang homie i swang
I leave my radio 'cause ya'll
Don't play us out there
What the hell ya'll hating for
Can't a young player make money
Anymore, without having to be from
The south or east shore, this the gangland
Bangin' is paying a g more
Nate dogg he done busted your girls
Bubble, compton and long beach together now
You know you in trouble
Taking death chances bangin' to show
That we true but still
This is what they think of you
Think about you, think about you, this
Is what they think of you, think
About you, think about you, this
Is what they think of you, think
About you, think about you, this
Is what they think of you, think
About you, think about you
This is what they think of you