Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nan Notha', artist - Frayser Boy. Date of issue: 01.03.2004
Song language: English
Nan Notha' |
| I neva ran from a motherfuckin hoe and neva will |
| I neva wave a white flag in a boat and neva will |
| I neva bow down to a fuckin sucka and neva will |
| I neva snitched or cross a real motherfuker and neva will |
| Who thank they bucker than these boys here not nan notha |
| Who thank they bucker than these bitches here not nan notha |
| Who got more money than these boys here not nan notha |
| Who got more mobey than these bitches here not nan notha |
| I keep my brain on some change |
| Some change on my brain |
| Picture its gon mean the same thang |
| Yea a playa maintain neva go against the grain |
| Known to bring pain in the Bay where I hang |
| Haters jumpin on the band wagon better thank twice |
| We put the Bay on the map thank Me thank Wyte |
| Boyz see me in the streets and they wanna act hard |
| Young cowards ain’t gon bust a grape gon run backyard |
| Keep a tone arm reach for these streets that I mob |
| Not to do a nigga in is a everyday job |
| Dont stunt get mob talk shit get rob |
| Smack a hoe yo cross her head for yo dope problem solved |
| Can’t blame us |
| Cause we famous |
| And we came up |
| Neva change up |
| Keep it gangsta |
| Doin our thang bro keep rollin on its gone be danger |
| Imma Frayser representative better known as the Bay |
| Ride wit Paul and Juicy man fuck wit you hoes say |
| Click tight get right everywhere the Bay go |
| If you got some problems when we mobbing betta lay low |
| Believe cause I say so |
| Grimmin like Play-Do |
| Hypnotize minds on the grind don’t play hoe |
| Rearrangin the game |
| But still remainin the same |
| Plus my money escaladin ain’t no changing me man |
| Now I’m gainin the fame the top I’m aimmin my aim |
| Lock me up in jail but no restrainin my brain |
| Beginning to the end |
| If theres foes theres friends |
| Yea I started as a rookie turn pro at the end |
| Keep it goin like trends |
| Dont be speakin on my name boy you know we ain’t friends |
| Born losers don’t win |
| Can’t see it like wind |
| And I’m posted in the Bay all day toss Ten |
| I rap and crush buildings in the south I’m King Kong |
| I brought a knife to a gun fight and I stilll won |
| I was battling some fags that like to brag and run they mouth quick |
| But everything he rap about heaint even got the shit |
| People think they defeat you with washed up hypnotize artists |
| That they click can become platinum artists |
| Cut the foolin run clown keep them drugs in yo pocket |
| Cause if they need some decent work they be still on my block |
| You cowards can’t fuck with the juice flow you know juice know |
| That you boys claiming you hardcore but you all hoes |
| Braggin bout war stories boy that shit old |
| Playa times changing everyday bodies left cold |
| On the grass or the concrete you know I see |
| Dont you come round claimin tought when you scary |
| I don’t care what kinda game you in wuss or wanna be |
| Or a maida for Osa Bin it don phase me |