Its A Wrap - Kurupt

Ain’t nothing going on, but the rent\nEspecially since my money is spent\nLooking out the window, it’s about that time for you to see me\nLet’s get some real niggaz banging, stop ganging on the weenies\nI’m about to go all '85 on the niggas, locks and beanies!\nHey nigga, where’s the money?\nWhat do you say nigga, got a nine nigga, got a K nigga, spray nigga\nI ain’t doing nothing that important that a real nigga\nCan’t come see a nigga, all over her nigga\nPut the lock, make them other niggaz fall back\nI’m a monster in my '85 Gotti gold pack\nThe Sopranos, New Millennium Vandals\nTony Montana, the hood Marlon Brando!\nWe think mechanical, and we’re verbal mechanics\nIn the back trying to reconnect the blocks in the expanding slot\nHey nigga, where’s the money?\nWhat do you say nigga, got a nine nigga, got a K nigga, spray nigga\nI ain’t doing nothing that important that a real nigga\nCan’t come see a nigga, all over her nigga\nPut the lock, make them other niggaz fall back\nI’m a monster in my '85 Gotti gold pack\nThe Sopranos, New Millennium Vandals\nTony Montana, the hood Marlon Brando!\nIt’s a wrap, without the terrorists\nNext plan, back to the houses, tagging an ex clan\nIt feels like the world’s coming to an end\nA nigga just killed two niggaz\nAnd died in the process, and all three of them was friends\nThe new millennium, death toll maximum murder rate\nBack to '86, '87 and '88\nI’m tired of playing games with the gang\nI’m tired of interacting with lanes\nI’m tired of the way people change\nAbout to go on a fucking frenzy with the homies, the water, the K and the gauge\nTired of acting like shit’s cool\nLetting the radio or television dictate if shit’s cool\nThat’s the type of shit to bring the fool out of a fool\nAnd start acting up names for the new motor pool\nThere’s personal military mobile fire fumes\nHey nigga, where’s the money?\nWhat do you say nigga, got a nine nigga, got a K nigga, spray nigga\nI ain’t doing nothing that important that a real nigga\nCan’t come see a nigga, all over her nigga\nPut the lock, make them other niggaz fall back\nI’m a monster in my '85 Gotti gold pack\nThe Sopranos, New Millennium Vandals\nTony Montana, the hood Marlon Brando!\nIt’s a wrap!