Nevehoe

Neva neva neva neva   Neva neva neva neva   Stay up off it!  Neva neva neva neva   Neva neva neva neva   Stay up off it!  Neva neva neva neva   Neva neva neva neva   Stay up off it!  Neva neva neva neva   Neva neva neva neva   Stay up off it!    [Anybody Killa]  Quit frontin   Actin' like I don't know what you up to   I see right through you   So what you gonna do   Never will you step a foot around me again   Cause hangin with you I can't win   Some of the people in this world is some straight up hoes   Brown nose I suppose that's how it goes   But I sit back watchin, clockin dollars   With a smirk on my face waitin for you to holla   So I can say nevehoe, nope, what you thinkin   All up in my face tryna thug, breath stinkin   You can get the barrel from my homey Shaggy's shotgun   All up in your face in case you wanna taste a hot one   I got no love for them marks,   Punks, hoes, snitches   Grown ass bitches   So stay away and don't come to close   Cause you never know who may wanna come and slit your throat     [Chorus]  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!   Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!    [Shaggy]  I can't stand a mothafucka like you   When my pockets in mind I don't care what you into   I got too many mouths to feeds from kids to mothers,   My wife and brothers and too many others   See I'm being tryin to speak on   While you sit back and see me as a jar of Grey Poupon   I shoulda just stuck my dick in your mouth   Gave your eyes chocolate donuts and bounced the fuck out   I go home and meditate with some sage   Tryna brush off these forked tongues like back in the day   But your new name is vittle fingers   Cause you’re a bank account raper tryin to steal my dinners   Just another undercover crackhead   It comes down to you ain't rapin me again   Nevehoe bitch, for now and nevermore   Just get your hands out my cookie jar you fuckin whore     [Chorus]  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!   Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!    [Anybody Killa]  Nevehoe, not no mo   Cause all your true colors are startin to show   Greedy ass hand in the cookie jar   Tryna get a fistful but it's just too hard   Let me catch you again I thought I said never   Tryna take what's mine but you ain't that clever   Runnin' with a hatchet - Psychopathic   We don't stop so you gets no cream of our crop     [Shaggy]  Twelve years in this game, for what?   So you can a bank teller out my butt, bitch Now fuck that it's time for some chokin   Crackin those legs open cause your drunk and smokin   Spittin out babies like your spit your game   Shitloads of money in fifteen minutes of fame   Nevehoe no I ain't the one   I don't pack one but I do got a gun     [Chorus]  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!  Nevehoe   You ain't gettin shit   Nevehoe nevehoe   Stay up off it!    "What, what? Bring that shit in bitch, what?   (Stay up off it!)   Man, don't even touch my weed Dog I will bust that lip (Stay up off it!)   Don't, don't, don't You ain't gettin no ride, fuck you   You ain't got no gas money   (Stay up off it!)   Naw, hoe don't even fuckin' worry about my bank account bitch"  (Stay up off it!)