DJ Quik Total Auto Lyrics

[DJ Quik]
I've been closer to death than pallbearers
Mutual disrespect is the sum of all terrorists
I'm smarter than Maxwell, you'll get 86
Then 99 is not a problem, she's my b____
Baby mama named S--, she got a foul scent
Get swiss cheese like 50 but she won't get a Cent
I'm sayin' different s___ that you n____z ain't used to
The s___ you can f___, smoke, and drink the juice to
In South Cali, from Watts up to the valleys
I'm a Manhattan a lot, shoppin' in the alley
And I didn't really get the props a player deserves
Cause I'm a country talkin' city boy with b____ and nerves
who - swerves in a sports car, two seats, no friend
Two feet on the gas pedal, burn the whole street
Police line-up, mugshot with a jheri curl
Bad since the '80s, f___in' all the ladies
Sometimes bare-back, sometimes with a rubber
And my d___ still works, I'm a lucky m_________er
Let the top down, shut the shop down
Pull up to them stupids that hate you and just clown
All the way around, hit the block on three tires
You ain't gon' be here that long n____ so set a fire
Roll that blunt up, put that gun up
Party like you dyin' and you tryin' to get done up
One last time, every night 'til the sun up
If livin' keeps you livin' have a drink, keep the fun up
Cause life is shorter than a nipple on a midget
So I'd rather be mackin' shorties, gettin' and smidgin'
And pimpin' I was helpin' n____z like it ain't s___
Now that a player want his money back these n____z wanna split
But you dirty n____z is cursed, you under a spell
I could give more of these tapes away than Suga Free sells
What the hell, that's dirty water under the bridge
I just hope the pimp ain't out here havin' ugly kids
I forgive you dirty n____z, yeah f___ what you did
You wasn't s___ to begin with, that's what I'll end with
I got this other homie, I'ma call him Napoleon
A born loser, f___in' groupies all in the colon
I can't give you nothin' 'cause you lie like a perm
And you ain't black, you be passin' for the tequila worm
A don said he rule, a true Piru?
Can't nobody f___ yo' baby mamma like he do
Bootlegged "All Eyez On Me" before it came out
Then Lip socked you in yo' head, all yo' b____ came out
n____z wanted you stuck, Jack tryed to warn me
You wasn't my homie, you was only out to harm me
You wanna preach God sellin' weed on the side
You just a has-been gangsta hitchin' a ride, you b__
I ain't name droppin' just for keepin' the hustlin' poppin'
I ain't a__ kissin' and I ain't on a crash mission
I just ain't bout bein' burnt, chillin' on the oceans current
Keepin' away from n____z who say they down but really weren't
The only n____ in my family with talent
I'm a prince and I'm dope 'cause I'm funky and gallant
Gallant meanin' I like b____es and like f___in' with fashion
Lookin' for jeans with pockets deep enough for my cash, man
I'm legendary, I ain't bitin', I empathise
Nothin' I can despise more then a hater, f__gots die
I do what I wanna do, you do what I want you to
Now beat it n____, before I give you what's comin' to you

"I want what's comin' to me"

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