AL QAEDA - Intellectual

I could never get a mothafucka off my back, no

I could never love a hoe, I get her off that map, no

Bitch get on that lap, I put you right back on that trap

I put you right back in that sack

These niggas laugh, but they got no math

Nigga, I got hoes stacked

Nigga, I got flows jacked

Nigga, I feel like I'm Project Pac, flippin' that dope bag

Never want to hear a nigga bossin' like a bigger figure

Love me like a gigolo

I'll be a nigga's fuckin' Vietnam

I'm bussin' at these groupie bitches like I need ya thong

That bitch is bad, she lookin' like a younger Nia Long

Fuck you niggas, see the bomb

I'm smokin' that weed, I get in that need

I get in that flow, I get in that door

Where is the dro, I get in the mode

I tell them to go, and then they get ghost

Nigga get rolled, they don't wanna smoke

And then they get stoned, I'm all in the know

Nigga, you know on who you know

Don't give a motherfuck, on who you know

Tell me you know, on who sell they soul

Don't let it get cold, my nigga, let's go

Hitting the road when I smoke a O

Your girl, On the pole and then I get low

Tell me it's gold until I hit gold

My nigga, he know that shit gonna go

Let the shit go until it explode

Back up in this shit, I need a sack up in this shit

I got more smack up in this shit

I got them sick, gon' take a flick

Niggas, they know about the team

I got the will, I got the beam

I got the folks, I got the dream

Motherfuck whatever they seen

I got them on froze

Al Queda your nose, nigga, don't fold

Hop on the stove, bitch, you really gotta know

A nigga like Po, Po

I ain't speaking that shit

I ain't chiefing that shit

I just wanna be rich

Who just wanna be, I figured it out

I'm taking it in, I'm breaking the wind

I got to get git, the money I spend, I cannot advance

You niggas ain't friends

You niggas is talk, you niggas is damned

I pop when I sin

I pop all this shit when I pop it again