
Nothin’ Has Changed King T (Ft. Big Tray Deee & Kool G Rap)
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[Intro: King T]
Cause a nigga been drinkin that muthafuckin' XO
Haha!
"Nothing has changed"
[Verse 1: King T]
I guess they really didn't care how famous he is
Cause every time I hit the mic I kick gangsta shit
Known to be the alcoholic funk, best believe it
The Rolex, lowkey, gotta see it
Took it from a nigga, barely had the finger on the trigger
Comp-town, Hub City slicker
Servin' like a G, what, the BG hit a stick?
Now he yellin' "Westside Crip!"
Man, slap that fat bitch with the millimeter
Old sweet Nina, you don't wanna see her
God damn, let me tell these fools who I am
Every letter worth a hundred grand
King T's the best, man, I won't front or tell a lie
The best man you got gon' die
And all these young niggas talkin' 'bout how they servin' it tight
Well, this is Westside Compton fo' life
Biatch
[Hook]
"Nothing has changed
Even the bang remains the same"
(In the pocket, right smack dab in the socket)
"We still needs to funk"
(In the pocket, right smack dab in the socket)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo-woo
"Nothing has changed (nothing has changed)"
Cause a nigga been drinkin that muthafuckin' XO
Haha!
"Nothing has changed"
[Verse 1: King T]
I guess they really didn't care how famous he is
Cause every time I hit the mic I kick gangsta shit
Known to be the alcoholic funk, best believe it
The Rolex, lowkey, gotta see it
Took it from a nigga, barely had the finger on the trigger
Comp-town, Hub City slicker
Servin' like a G, what, the BG hit a stick?
Now he yellin' "Westside Crip!"
Man, slap that fat bitch with the millimeter
Old sweet Nina, you don't wanna see her
God damn, let me tell these fools who I am
Every letter worth a hundred grand
King T's the best, man, I won't front or tell a lie
The best man you got gon' die
And all these young niggas talkin' 'bout how they servin' it tight
Well, this is Westside Compton fo' life
Biatch
[Hook]
"Nothing has changed
Even the bang remains the same"
(In the pocket, right smack dab in the socket)
"We still needs to funk"
(In the pocket, right smack dab in the socket)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo-woo
"Nothing has changed (nothing has changed)"
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