Juicy J - No Rapper lyrics

I'm so tired of these rap
Niggas, mane, these industry people
These fuckin' record labels
Shit is fake, shit is phony
They fuckin' over people, mane
Just own all your shit and
Don't give these bitches shit
No percentages, none of that shit, my nigga

I ain't on no rapper shit (Nuh uh)
Nah, I ain't no rapper bitch (At all)
I ain't with that cappin' shit
(Ain't with it)
Pull up, we clappin' shit (Brr-brr)
I ain't on no rapper shit (Nuh uh)
Nah, I ain't no rapper bitch (At all)
I ain't with that cappin' shit
(Ain't with it) pull up
(yeah, yeah) , we clappin' shit (Buck)

I ain't with that rappin' shit
(Nuh uh) , yeah, I get at the bitch
Strip club ratchet shit
(Uh mhm) , I'm drinkin' actavis
I ain't with that rappin' shit
(Nuh uh) , yeah, I get at the bitch
Strip club ratchet shit
(Uh mhm) , I'm drinkin' actavis (Buck)

Mane, I'm in too deep
Fifty million and upcount
Rich nigga from the trenches
I could buy a public housin'
Mane, I'm in too deep
I don't see me comin' out it
I'm a Gold Rushmore, data put me on the mount
Mane, I'm in too deep
You can't trick me out the streets
Sprayin' at your SUV's, shoot off the dose
Now it's a Jeep
Mane, I'm in too deep, I'm a shark
I can swim through it
Do you fools listen to the music
Or just skim through it? Three 6 Mafia
We been about that ratchet shit
Jackin' shit, trappin' shit
That murder shit, i wack a bitch
China five type of shit
Get it? Bought some clown shit
Most these niggas fake, they just talkin'
They not poppin' shit

I ain't on no rapper shit (Nuh uh)
Nah, I ain't no rapper bitch (At all)
I ain't with that cappin' shit
(Ain't with it)
Pull up, we clappin' shit (Brr-brr)
I ain't on no rapper shit (Nuh uh)
Nah, I ain't no rapper bitch (At all)
I ain't with that cappin' shit
(Ain't with it) pull up
(yeah, yeah) , we clappin' shit (Buck)

I ain't with that rappin' shit
(Nuh uh) , yeah, I get at the bitch
Strip club ratchet shit
(Uh mhm) , I'm drinkin' actavis
I ain't with that rappin' shit
(Nuh uh) , yeah, I get at the bitch
Strip club ratchet shit
(Uh mhm) , I'm drinkin' actavis (It's all in)

I'm a real lyricist
Don't consider me no rapper
(I ain't no rapper)
Got my name from what I toke
Carbon to flip your ass better (On God)
I just stacked another ten
I still pour racks up in the mattress
(Up in the mattress)
Drip Dior with the Chanel
Just to catch my flight to Cali
Mane, fuck a social site, I got blue checks
Bitch I'm verified (Bitch)
When gang ready to slide and doin' drill
We call it hammer-time (yeah)
Bitches that be hatin' be the main
Ones that's a fan of mine (Uh, huh)
In LA with the pass
Smokin' on some shit from Anaheim (Easy)
All that damn typin', I don't do the enemy
If it's pressure, drop a pin, blow
That smoke off 'bout your titties, bitch
Mumble when I'm emsy
Really would they ask to do business?
They know better than the sayin'
When I'm right there, we'll have a speak
(Bitch) i ain't on no rapper shit (Nuh uh)
Nah, I ain't no rapper bitch (At all)