Pete Rock - Don't Be Mad lyrics

rate me

You niggas hate me because I live like a champion

I'm eating scampian shrimp

And the vehicles I'm lampin' in you can't be in

I'm the one like Mr. Anderson

Rappers can't handle them

I hand em' a handkerchief & hang of shit, it's Pete Rock

The nigga you should be hangin' with, bangin' with

But you havin' problems trying to tame your chick

And I know it makes you sick, see me in the 6

With your chick bumpin' my shit singing high pitched

She on her SideKick, telling her girls we got that hot shit

Boppin' like "Who made the beat? " Green Lantern bitch

Yeah so pay the nigga homage, I'm about them dollars

I could pay for you to go to college

Sometimes a little modest but yo I'm no trick girl

Collect cash is the motto, ya'll quick fast tryna come up in my world

This is grown man BI & y'all just squirrels

Don't be mad because you can't do what I can

Like when Jordan went up took that shot & switched hands (With his tongue out!)

Don't be mad cause you not me

I'm the fuckin' poster boy for the MPC my nigga

I had to spit this verse for the world & the rest of y'all boys

Rest in peace to Trouble T Roy

Usually produce a hit record now I'm making the noise

Calm & poise, got inflection in my voice

Should be the choice to make the people respect the movement

I did it dog of course I know what I'm doing

Pursuing what got tossed in the wind

There was a point in time me, Puff, Eddie & C.L. was friends

Hef set trends & put the hood on

But you know the hood is hood & the hood will do wrong

I ain't Rodney King, so I don't care if we don't get along

The point of the song is to make the wrongs right

You at the top of your career but you not at your hype

D. Mac on Scotty G keep my hairline tight

Roll a backwood over a dutch

The shop is exit 10 of the hutch

I spit this verse for Unique 2 5 & dutch

Reminiscing when I got the name Rock

Round the same time Hef still lived on my block

The game flipped flopped & shit got controversial

Everyman for himself I guess we going to commercial

Get it crunk do your thing like Camron

Pete Rock coming with heat & that's word bond

Beastin' on the track like I lost my Akon

New York New York bring it back to the east dog

I'm tryna make ends meet, stay true to the street

Kill them with the beats make stacks & still eat

This is for my son E & the rest of my family

Holla at your boy PR be the recipe

My nigga Green Lantern one time for your mind...

Yeah taking hip hop by storm once again

Legendary status

Ya'll niggas... one