Broke Niggaz

<br>Chorus *(Yukmouth)* <br><br>Broke niggas make the best crooks <br>ya best look <br>over your shoulder <br>if you`s a Highroller <br>(broke mutha fuckas they make the best crooks) <br>(broke mutha fuckas they make the best crooks) <br><br>Verse 1 *(Knumskull)* <br><br>Let`s see how your vest look <br>see if it fits ya <br>picture four hideous hustlas <br>quick to lick the silliest bustas <br>I played the roll <br>and ready to fold <br>fix bitches in gold <br>is a no-no <br>livin low like De La Soul <br>it`s the "O" <br>and the folks don`t understand <br>yes you can <br>rush, shake the van <br>and catch the Ice Cream Man <br>they know me <br>as the loyal citizen <br>the boy who visited <br>hot <br>but on the spot <br>I`m more chillier than Dennis-in <br>finishin up my zip <br>quick to make my grip <br>you fuck around and get licked <br>by the Luni click <br>so that means bitches can`t fade me <br>fuck lobster <br>I`m fuckin up yo monkey like the monsta on Aliens <br>I got work <br>someone told Knumskullin <br>rollin <br>four man deep <br>in a stolen jeep <br>wit heat <br>keep the space between niggas and me ever <br>What? Ballin outta control??!! <br>Nah, petty theivin <br>leavin no evidence or clues <br>bitch you gets a date wit yo moms <br>but you gets robbed by the Luniz fool <br>if I was a bum <br>I`d be straight to ride out <br>fuck a piece of the pie <br>I take the whole cake and sky out. <br><br>*(chorus)* x1 <br><br>Verse 2 *(Knuckle Head)* <br><br>Knuckle Head <br>fool wit that master plan <br>yeah <br>got my glock caulked <br>wit my yay in my hand <br>understand <br>I`m bigger than <br>fourth indo man <br>that rappin nigga also known as Mr. Window Man <br>cuz when I roll <br>nigga I rolls deep <br>I be killin mutha fuckas in they sleep <br>So punk P! <br>The situation is I skipped it <br>no set trip <br>got the glock caulked <br>keepin the tech on the hip <br>like a pro <br>deep up on the slope <br>pick up the pace <br>wit no time to waste <br>put my gun to his fuckin face <br>action-packed wit my shit <br>it`s the poetry <br>kickin this psycho shit <br>wit my click <br>so you knows of me <br>it`s goin down <br>I`m all about my mail <br>wit my g`s <br>flipped from keys <br>equals dope I`m a sale <br>client-tell <br>got me on top wit raps a crook <br>but all you ever get <br>is cum in yo little lungs <br>so mutha fuckas took they last look <br>(I`m broke, I`m sellin check books) <br>cuz broke niggas make the best crooks. <br><br>*(chorus)* x1 <br><br>*(Yukmouth talking)* <br><br>Eh bail, look who that? Who the fuck is that? <br><br>*(Dope man talking)* <br><br>You`re cocaine, give it to me. Now! <br><br>*(Yukmouth)* <br><br>What the fuck you? You must be snortin some shit or something. <br>(What the fuck is that?!) <br><br>*(yelling and screaming in back)* <br><br>*(Knumskull talking)* <br><br>Let`s go turn off all the lights <br>and make it seem like no ones home <br>niggas comin from the Eastside <br>bout to hoo ride and get stole. <br><br>Verse 3 *(Eclipse)* <br><br>See the whole thang was a plot <br>cuz that bitch you got, she gave me the scoop <br>12 o`clock <br>Lexus coupe <br>fill it up wit hella loot <br>since your neighbors are all in my business <br>you niggas don`t need to know who the fuck this is <br>juss throw on a ski mask <br>and then I dash <br>this my last visit <br>and then I`m outtie <br>350 prob`ley <br>you niggas scared <br>don`t stop me <br>I`m a pro <br>when it comes to gangsta robberies <br>the Paraphanalia <br>the niggas <br>the killas <br>the Mobb <br>the riggas <br>the skrilla <br>the dealas is doin they job <br>Eclipse <br>keeps clips <br>(So don`t you make `em wanna blast nigga) <br>I`d rather jack yo ass nigga <br>than be a broke ass nigga. <br><br>*(chorus)* x1 <br><br>Verse 4 *(Yukmouth)* <br><br>Dope fiends in the kitchen <br>smokin on a pipe <br>hustlas on the corner <br>shootin dice <br>all of my folks in jail <br>raisin hell <br>got bitches on the whole stroll <br>sellin fruit cocktales <br>to clock mail <br>fuck pimps <br>ballas <br>shot callas <br>all of us gots to get our money on <br>Oakland be`s no joke <br>it ain`t no mutha fuckin funny bone <br>sky out to your Honey Comb Hideout <br>Money gone! <br>pullin capers on fakes <br>erase your papers like white out <br>ain`t no tryouts <br>or basketball sports <br>juss a crazy horse <br>my four-fifth strapped when shootin craps on the porch <br>back and fourth <br>like Cameo <br>I`m always Death Row <br>even though I try <br>I can`t let go <br>like Mariah <br>Carry the four-fiver <br>to blow shit up like Maguyver <br>me be steadily Mobbin an robbin a cab driver <br>either be a broke ass <br>no cash <br>havin your doe on <br>I float on <br>break more niggas than Ozone <br>what <br>really goes on <br>hops <br>the props I must <br>clock <br>hearin no glock <br>will have that ass holdin like buckshots <br>fuck cops <br>I post on the block slangin crack-noid <br>avoid being broke <br>I`m tradin places wit Dan Akroyd <br><br>*(chorus)* x1