DJ Quik - Tha Last Word lyrics
[DJ Quik - Tha Last Word lyrics]
Yeah, haha
Back up in this muthafucka for the nine-deuce
And the nine-tre
And right about now I'd like
To thank my muthafuckin' homeboys
For comin' out to rock on this one wit' me
My niggas 2nd I I None, my nigga AMG
My nigga Hi-C
JFN, the funky white nigga, haha
My nigga Playa Hamm, what's up, dawg?
The whole muthafuckin' original
Penthouse Players Clique
Haha, my nigga Eazy-muthafuckin'-E, yeah
And a special thanks, to my nigga, the
Fonkiest muthafucka whoever tuned
A bass guitar
A lead guitar, a piano, and the
Freak-boards, my nigga Rob
Muthafuckin' Bacon, yeah
And to all you wannabe producers
He ain't for hire, fools
So you better go hire Stan "The Guitar" Man
Or some goddamn body
'Cause he ain't for that shit
To my niggas, Sexy Leroy and the Lovelitez
My nigga Top Dawg and my homegirl Shello
With the vocal that's mellow
'Cause we can do that, ha
Now right about now I wanna change
It up a little bit
I would like to thank all of
These no singin'-ass R&B musicians
Who think that rappers have
No true musicianship this is one for y'all
And may yo' wack-ass albums
Continue not to sell
And to that nigga Tim Dog
Thanks for acknowledging that I'm the
Fonkiest muthafucka in this business
And also, boy yo' mama can suck a
Golf ball through a water hose
That bitch is good
And plus I wanna thank my muthafuckin' family
And all the rappers from Compton, except one
A no rappin' monkey-faced
One-hit havin'-ass simple-minded
Punk muthafuckin'-ass nigga from CMW
Yeah, ya punk bitch
I'd like to thank Profile Records
And my girl Cookie and Shabby Bleu
You always last but not least
'Cause we the two flyest
Muthafuckas in this industry piece of pussy
And we out i mean gone
Back up in this muthafucka for the nine-deuce
And the nine-tre
And right about now I'd like
To thank my muthafuckin' homeboys
For comin' out to rock on this one wit' me
My niggas 2nd I I None, my nigga AMG
My nigga Hi-C
JFN, the funky white nigga, haha
My nigga Playa Hamm, what's up, dawg?
The whole muthafuckin' original
Penthouse Players Clique
Haha, my nigga Eazy-muthafuckin'-E, yeah
And a special thanks, to my nigga, the
Fonkiest muthafucka whoever tuned
A bass guitar
A lead guitar, a piano, and the
Freak-boards, my nigga Rob
Muthafuckin' Bacon, yeah
And to all you wannabe producers
He ain't for hire, fools
So you better go hire Stan "The Guitar" Man
Or some goddamn body
'Cause he ain't for that shit
To my niggas, Sexy Leroy and the Lovelitez
My nigga Top Dawg and my homegirl Shello
With the vocal that's mellow
'Cause we can do that, ha
Now right about now I wanna change
It up a little bit
I would like to thank all of
These no singin'-ass R&B musicians
Who think that rappers have
No true musicianship this is one for y'all
And may yo' wack-ass albums
Continue not to sell
And to that nigga Tim Dog
Thanks for acknowledging that I'm the
Fonkiest muthafucka in this business
And also, boy yo' mama can suck a
Golf ball through a water hose
That bitch is good
And plus I wanna thank my muthafuckin' family
And all the rappers from Compton, except one
A no rappin' monkey-faced
One-hit havin'-ass simple-minded
Punk muthafuckin'-ass nigga from CMW
Yeah, ya punk bitch
I'd like to thank Profile Records
And my girl Cookie and Shabby Bleu
You always last but not least
'Cause we the two flyest
Muthafuckas in this industry piece of pussy
And we out i mean gone