Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Ain't The One , by - Scarface. Release date: 05.08.2002
Song language: English
I Ain't The One |
| WC, Facemob, Southside, Westside |
| C’mon now, ah c’mon now |
| Don’t stop (screamin my name) don’t stop |
| Southside, Westside, Facemob, WC |
| C’mon now, c’mon now, c’mon now, c’mon now |
| I ain’t the one, one is getting jacked for his flicky |
| He who fucks wit me, gets the itchy |
| Name a nigga, two times click it click it Now you got a whole in your head lookin sickly |
| I ain’t the one, that’s getting jacked for his new deuces |
| Or slapped toothless, ya doin what cha doin |
| So what you got a Forty Cal, I got a Forty Cal |
| Plus another Forty Cal with that |
| Any nigga plus the niggas that you run with |
| Don’t make me up this motherfucker on some dumb shit |
| I ain’t the one, I’m jus as phony as the next dude |
| You fuck wit me I’ma send your ass to Neptune |
| You can only hate me dog, but you can’t play me dog |
| You best respect Facemob bitch cuz I ain’t the one |
| C’mon now, ah c’mon now |
| It don’t stop |
| (Screamin my name) |
| It don’t stop |
| What they want now? |
| What they want now? |
| What they want now? |
| (Screamin my name) |
| C’mon now, c’mon now, ah c’mon now |
| (Way in the back I hear 'em screamin my name) |
| I am the one to say I ain’t the one then tug it, take dick and suck it Sell you under 'em thangs without putting cum on it, fuck it, bitch |
| I’ma ghetto nigga, six fo’pedal nigga |
| From Bed Stuy to the Southside, the Westside nigga |
| Well knowin to make the trigger jerk, push them twenty three’s in the dirt |
| Run with niggas who got that work, from patient pills to pushin syrup |
| It’s the murder choice, da-da-da-da off the bionic |
| It’s WC and Face back on 'em draulics |
| We blazing no stems and like my nigga Shaquille O’neal |
| I keep 'em datin locals, hangin on the center of rims |
| And hot ones, and these side guns will get you touched up And if you think I’m just a rapper bitch ya got me fucked up I ain’t no nigga to be chasin no bitch lickin her toes |
| Sharin ice cream cones, so play like the group I did bitch and get on |
| I’m a front line pusher, for the G’s I stay on the defence |
| Stay by the lane and the gutter, bitch I ain’t no sucka, not the one |
| I ain’t the one, that’s gettin chased on from high school |
| I love to squabble, nigga that’s what I do |
| I’m always on detention, I ain’t give a fuck |
| Mr. Lee can suck a dick and leave addicted to nut |
| I ain’t the one, to let a nigga disrespect me, or try to check me Get the wet T, down with WC cuz I’ma hood cat |
| Fuck a fine bitch but I prefer a hood rat |
| Love my grey Guch, I like my blunts long |
| Don’t get it fucked up, I come on wit the come on I hella cool dude, rub the wrong way |
| I’ma dangerous nigga, say what the song say |
| I live it and breathe it, I shit it and eat it I ain’t never been defeated, punked out mistreated |
| I’ma low key, OG, from OZ’s, to hold ki’s |
| I ain’t the one, duck and hide from the homeboy |
| Hit the neighborhood, let’s get it on boy |
| Let’s throw a barbeque, or we can blow dank |
| If you don’t smoke weed then we can have dranks |
| Cuz y’all are homeboys, kept the man fed |
| Cuz disrespect or not and come back and shed |
| So all you rappers hangin with you posse’s and click |
| Hit the streets and show your homies some love, they buying you shit |