Lyrics Kind Of Nigga - Shakur, Mozzy

Kind Of Nigga

Yeah, Grimey 90's still the mob nigga
Talkin' 'bout it, Shakur, what it is homie?
What the fuck’s up?
You know we finna fuck shit up, uh-huh
Gangland, OH Tino, what the fuck’s up?
Poetic justice
Tell me what kind of nigga is you?
Man these niggas like December, they be chillin' for real
I’ma slider, with the screwdriver, pull a driller for real
'Bout that cash, gang gon' spazz to protect the check
They’ll fuck you over with this magnum like protected sex
I never underestimate the opp, we neck and neck
I’m in demand, I don’t dance, I one-two step with the pack
Niggas be mad without a bag, like bitch you sad grieving
I’m the type of nigga where every month it’s a trap season
I break 'em down and serve 'em all to nephew and nieces
Last summer I made thirty bands off of crack pieces
If looks could kill a boy I’ll be dead now
But looks could turn a nigga state or turn him fed bound
And let a nigga snatch my chain, I see red now
Sick them dogs, buy me on your top, that’s a headbound
I inspire the real, and we hired for kill
I’m in the field, these niggas don’t want no smoke like a fire drill
Tell me what kind of nigga is you?
I done seen 'em short, I done seen 'em tall
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
I done seen 'em pussy, I done seen 'em dog
I done seen 'em polished, I done seen 'em flawed
Regardless of 'em all, what kind of nigga is you?
We gon' separate the fake from the truth
Regardless of 'em all, what kind of nigga is you?
The yeek on me, the streets know me for being active
Gangland landlord, my jurisdiction brackin'
They know what’s happenin', ain’t no lackin', nigga try and live
Attemped murder ain’t no murder, baby try again
I’m slidin' Benz, F&N inside the L, tuck it
The Elroys take me in, post my bail for me
They threw an M in my account, that shit felt lovely
She know I’m rich and with the shit, that’s why she fell for me
I fell off and doubled back like it was nothin' major
The homies hatin', it ain’t nathan, that shit come with paper
Since you a gangster, why it’s never one inside the chamber?
They pulled the plug on lil bruh, I owe that boy a favor
I’m like the man in my city, keep the killers fed
Them neck shots and head shots will paint the ceiling red
Pull up on his mama house while niggas still in bed
I put you on when you was broke, you niggas still in debt
Tell me what kind of nigga is you?
I done seen 'em short, I done seen 'em tall
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
I done seen 'em pussy, I done seen 'em dog
I done seen 'em polished, I done seen 'em flawed
Regardless of 'em all, what kind of nigga is you?
We gon' separate the fake from the truth
Regardless of 'em all, what kind of nigga is you?
Now we gon' keep this shit kosher
I made my life pleasant, I ain’t a peasant, but I hang with the vultures
You gotta soak up everything that the gang taught you
I’m that type of nigga who ain’t tryna argue
And if I gotta up this bitch then I’ma spark you
Fuckin' with the wrong bitch, get your motherfuckin' heart chewed
School of hard knocks will make a nigga learn you
Like an irritating rash, I’m itching to burn you
Ain’t turning down, no turn-arounds, I’m itchin' to turn you
When it get dark niggas scatter like they obeying curfew
I just put this dick up in her and I ain’t give her nothing
You beefing 'bout a bitch then you a tender chicken nugget
Pockets gang banging, sockets full of cousins
So much envy in these niggas, you either hate it or love it
Like fuck it, I inspire the real, and we hired for kill
I’m in the field, these niggas don’t want no smoke like a fire drill
Tell me what kind of nigga is you?
I done seen 'em short, I done seen 'em tall
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
I done seen 'em pussy, I done seen 'em dog
I done seen 'em polished, I done seen 'em flawed
Regardless of 'em all, what kind of nigga is you?
We gon' separate the fake from the truth
Regardless of 'em all, what kind of nigga is you?