Lyrics Now - Murs , Rapper Big Pooh

Big Pooh-
Now ft. Murs & 9th Wonder

Chea yeah, uh big pooh, wha murs, wha
Its like, im like, we like,
Were the only three niggas it seems
Like in the rap game,
Without baby mothers
Its like, so we all know the brothas
Im like, we like,
Justice league, livin legends, im like

BIG POOH:
Check me,
One less rapper, pooh
Chill type fellow
Like ta play the cut, observe
Be mellow
Niggas wanna test ya boy
They wanna mess with ya boy
I tell em not tonight my nigga, hello!
I gotta chip on my shoulder
Bigger than a boulder
I swear i told you, or warned you son,
Im not the one
When you see me come into the booth
Ya best bet, just re pivot and run
Top dog, im a son of a who
Wanna run with the crew
Told you, "we the illest there is!"
J-nizzy always handle they biz
I got no time for these kids
Who wanna pack, i dont speak to them
When i talk it sounds freak to them
Cause homie i dont pretend
So fuck you i aint tryin to be friends
Better yet, im the realist they come
Like helium, on the rise bout to be the one

People wanna stop my shine
And they wanna take whats mine
Ever since i came out the gate
Niggas, slept on the can
And they wonder why i hate niggas
Niggas see me doin my thing,
They wanna be apart of my team
And they wonder why i stay on the low
To avoid fake niggas
Tryin to steal my glow

BIG POOH:
And,
This is for anybody not checkin for me
Or the cats from the league
Or the state of NC {you tell em}
We put it down like,
Or get around like
Shot-g[?] when hes playing her theme
And now these chickies,
Gettin wet to hump me
Guess i gotta go & make groupies part 3
So pardon me for my foul demeaner
Ever since the listening
Pooh's got a lot meaner
Ive seen her
And she aint pretty
The other side of the dream
When the dude get gritty
Random niggas wanna claim me inside
Family members arise
Who you aint heard from since 5
I wish,
You could get a closer look at my eyes
And realise this is pain brewin from the inside
But my pride wont let me quit
And im the man that i am just because of it.
Biatch!

People wanna stop my shine
And they wanna take whats mine
Ever since i came out the gate
Niggas, slept on the can
And they wonder why i hate niggas
Niggas see me doin my thing,
They wanna be apart of my team
And they wonder why i stay on the low
To avoid fake niggas
Tryin to steal my glow

This is murs CST-1.9.7.8.
Since then been a g from the golden state
First touched a four track back in 1992
Now im bustin on tracks with a rapper
Named pooh, your crew-
"How should i put it?"
Inconsiquential,
Were intercontinental over chist's instrumentals
Not as simple as it looks
16 and a hook
There's a lot more to the rap game nigga look
Thats exactly how you up and comin artists get shook and took
For all your green, broken self-isteem
Your hopes and your dreams,
Its not as easy as it seems
To get your cd on this scene
Keep rappin for fun
Freestylin to ya self
Bout how youre clappin your guns
While im stacking these hun's
Til they thick as a tilla
Howd you gotta glass jaw
Trying to spit like a killer
I rhyme right hooks
To your transparent mandable
Shatter, leavin shards
Of your showbiz animals
That train to look hard
For these video channels
So they, mean up they mug
And hardcore strut
Like they soft as the porn that theyre showin uncut
Wanted to fuck every last one of yall up
But big pooh told me chill
Plus the label called me up
That you would prolly sue
Cause your crew is to timid
Plus it wouldnt be good for my backpacker image haha!

People wanna stop my shine
And they wanna take whats mine
Ever since i came out the gate
Niggas, slept on the can
And they wonder why i hate niggas
Niggas see me doin my thing,
They wanna be apart of my team
And they wonder why i stay on the low
To avoid fake niggas
Tryin to steal my glow

Chea uh wha wha
Its like, im like, we like, its like, im like, we like, im like