Текст песни Props Over Here - The Beatnuts
Hey,
you
ain't
really
you
and
you
ain't
really
down
Plus
I'm
tired
of
seeing
you
fucking
for
they
face
of
ground
'Cause
when
I
sit
back
and
think
back
of
how
you
found
me
It
make
me
react
react
my
fucking
yammy
Now
I
don't
cock,
though
my
mind
is
in
the
sewer
I
just
kick
back
six
pack
and
then
I
do
'er
But
she
gets
stuck
on
crowing
like
a
cat
'Cause
the
toes
got
sucked
on
she
don't
know
how
to
act
Back
in
the
days
I
am
237,
used
to
rumble
Kevin
Backing
hoes
was
like
heaven
Eleven,
years
later
I
tried
to
hide
And
hoped
they
pass
me
by
like
I'm
the
pharycyde
Just
let
me
puff
and
lounge
with
my
niggas
Don't
have
no
time
to
fake
funk
with
triggers
Don't
believe
in
kids
with
that
puts
cat
say
Fuck
around
with
Fasion
get
your
whole
shit
bit
Spend
crazy
years
with
the
blues
pay
dues
Before
I
met
the
Psycho
is
in
the
junk
yard
juice
But
now
the
crew
combined
and
we
can't
be
stopped
Going
around
the
globe
to
collect
the
props
When
I'm
in
New
York,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
Com'
on,
out
in
Cali,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
When
I'm
down
in
Detroit,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
Now
when
I'm
out
in
Philly,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
I
get
stoned
everyday
I
gots
nothing
else
to
do
I'm
getting
drunk
with
my
niggas
'til
the
night
is
thru
And
when
the
night
is
thru,
I
won't
have
a
fucking
clue
Of
what
tomorrow
will
bring
so
I
pay
ten
(true)
Yo
life's
kind
of
funny
if
you
don't
make
money
Then
your
days
ain't
fuckin
sunny
Excuse
me
for
my
language
But
I'm
trying
to
get
my
last
thing
together
And
bought
the
crib
to
be
in
my
damn
bids
so
never
Acted
like
I
deserve
to
have
it
I
whipped,
I
stabbed
it,
I
whipped,
I
grabbed
it,
you
silly
Rabbit,
I'm
coming
at
your
door
Tracks
behind
the
stacks
better
yo
I'm
brought
showa
I'm
showa,
unlike
others
wanna
pop
u
Use
a
pistol
drop
dogging
that
shit
you
need
to
stop
'Cause
when
I
approach
and
you
can't
back
up
What
you
said
(Toma)
Fly
you
fucking
head
like
that
Now
when
I'm
in
Atlanta,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
Texax,
uh,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
When
I'm
out
in
Chicago,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
Out
in
DC,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
Real
niggas
do
real
things
and
that's
a
fact
And
real
niggas
could
lick
their
hoes
in
niggas
backs
And
your
life's
down
like
a
heavy
price
to
pay
For
some
bullshit
that
you
ain't
even
had
to
say
But
don't
sweat
that,
'cause
Imma
let
you
keep
your
head
If
I
wanted
to
kill,
you're
already
be
dead
I
gotta
a
lot
of
things
to
do,
a
lot
of
money
to
make
I
got
no
time
for
you
and
all
the
moves
you
fake
Taking
care
of
business
yeah
without
a
doubt
And
Imma
make
a
million
dollars
kid
before
I'm
out
Yeah
I
gotta
give
a
shout
to
my
peeps
in
Corona
Going
hand
to
hand
gettin'
loot
on
the
corner
Life
is
full
of
stress
and
to
rest
my
brain
So
I
puff
the
buddha
bless
and
destroy
the
pain
I
gotta
a
lot
of
things
to
do,
a
lot
of
money
to
make
I
got
no
time
for
you
and
all
the
moves
you
fake
When
I'm
in
Japan,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
When
I'm
out
in
London,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
Hey
when
I'm
in
Norway,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
And
when
I'm
out
in
Paris,
you
know
what
I
wanna
hear
(Yeah
you
get
props
over
here)
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