Kind Of Nigga - Shakur, Mozzy

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?