"What Type Of Nigga-Is You?"
Lyrics by- Ugly Nigga
1st Verse-
We use tah run this town now yah fires gone/
We got down on the high you ah I was on/
Now you change that hustle got them wires on/
Sinkin in yah own shit cause yah dive was wrong/
Got the Feds stalkin' me, watchin me, on my property/
They- stop and peep watch me on from across the street/
Wit vans an tv cams, see me wit sleazy plans/
Dts see me wit 50 keys in hand/
Growin weed from plants, triple beams with grams
I know the reason man, for your deceit and scams/
You hopin these dam, agents man will cease my land/
It's all because of your black bastard ass and the back stabs/
That they smashed half the crack lab in the after math of the gats blast/
Got the hash and grass from the back of the black Tran Am/
Comin through the window smashin the glass of Doc Savs pad/
They found my written scriptures, fucked up all type of fixtures/
The priceless pictures, on the floor spilled ice an liquor/
Typhoon neva new my life could spiral quicker/
The lights just flicker as my eyes get bigger/
It was you who set me up...damn what type of nigga, is you?/
Chorus-
What type ah, what type ah, what type ah Nigga
What type ah Nigga iiiis you?
Is you ah wired up Nigga, talk for hire Nigga?
Snub nose, or air holes, will put you on fire Nigga
You wanna know who my supplier nigga?
What I cop, what I drop and where I deliver?
2nd Verse-
I know they tapped that phone, tracked that tone/
I’m prepared for war Nigga, I’m strapped at home/
Here’s ah fact I’m gone-have tah settle this shit/
I attached both pieces the black mettle and clip/
Federals barreling in quick, seizing all my heroin mix/
Tearin’ up shit, the dope I was preparing tah fix/
I moved up the stairs I back pedaled and spit/
The blast pelted his hip, has him helpless and shit/
the fragments swellin his lips, he staggered smellin his spit/
Because of the dim lights in the hall I couldn’t tell if he’s hit/
Wasn’t dwellin on it, ran up the level real swift/
To the top , shot the lock door, the glock popped four/
Shots outwards, heard the Feds shout words/
Then I ran on the helipad to the helicopter/
Hella cops bore down firin rounds/
Shells just popped, tore my shirt man, I’m sprilin down/
Hear the siren sounds, the bright lights beam down/
I’m thinkin, “Damn how does this high life seem now?”/
Chorus-
What type ah, what type ah, what type ah Nigga
What type ah Nigga iiiis you?
Is you ah wired up Nigga, talk for hire Nigga?
Snub nose, or air holes, will put you on fire Nigga
You wanna know who my supplier nigga?
What I cop, what I drop and where I deliver?
3rd Verse-
I shot one punk with the shotgun pump/
Short stopped all his shit so his block don’t jump/
Proceed tah take all his shells so his glock don’t dump/
Had the brass on the fists so I knocked those fronts/
I’m a paranoid Nigga I even shot those nuns/
No lie, hope tah die, cross my heart/
Keep the scope steady neva lost my mark/
I snipe from the roof top, riffle shoot shots/
Rival crews drop, on the Channel 5 News hot/
Surprise ‘em at new spots, divide ‘em wit loose plots/
Infiltrate- get inside of that loose flock/
Should of seen his eyes when the double duce popped/
Discard the gun, dipped hard and run/
This marks been done, for snitchin this often son/
About the many addresses, where I had rested/
My past is checkered, if you flash my record/
I got them- fat investments, illegal ass connections/
Extortin’ small niggas that see me as protection/
Believe me, snitches will get done in the end/
Doc Savage on the run man I’ll shoot chu again/
Chorus-
What type ah, what type ah, what type ah Nigga
What type ah Nigga iiiis you?
Is you ah wired up Nigga, talk for hire Nigga?
Snub nose, or air holes, will put you on fire Nigga
You wanna know who my supplier nigga?
What I cop, what I drop and where I deliver?
(Bang!)
