Never That - Goldy

Never That - Goldy

  • Year of release: 1994
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 5:35

Below is the lyrics of the song Never That , artist - Goldy with translation

Lyrics " Never That "

Original text with translation

Never That

Goldy

It’s money to make and pussy to get, so I’ma make it quick

I might offend but it depends on how you take this shit

Real niggas know, bitch, you be schemin' for your last bone

You pick 'em up and they be stuck, you got your cash on

Then they talk shit, ain’t that a bitch, you think your ass grown

You ain’t got no cash, I’m out of gas, walk your ass home

Goldy, you feel me when I dog hoes in Oakland city

Should I feel sympathy?

Never that, I shows not pity

To a bitch or a goddamn dope fiend

If you smoke cream, muthafucka, then you want green

So don’t be smilin' in my face, lookin' cheesy

You need me and ain’t no bargains or no freebees

I never have niggas who think they bigger, disrespectin' me

You try that and I’m cuttin' short your life expectancy

A cold gangster, never wastin' no time

You know you got to have nine triggers right in your spine, nigga

So watch your back if you don’t think that you can fall, man

Fuck the laws, niggas get downed like tall cans

Ant Diddley Dog on the loose, I ain’t a trick snitch

I ain’t never gettin' broke by a trick bitch

So if you funny style, come with a better act

Me slippin'?

I’m a Oakland gangster, never that

I be that bad-ass nigga in your shit tonight, hoe

With Goldy in the land of funk, just for ninety-fo'

So here we go, really doe, shit, I gotta burp

Rappin' Ron, won’t you take it?

Shit, my throat hurt

I flow tight on the tracks that y’all lack on

'Cause I got the lyrics and the style to fall back on

So put the smart mack on, breakin' your backbone

I leave your ass dead in a casket with all black on

That’s what Ron’ll do off the bomb and brew

Fuck up you and your crew and your mama too

Peace be out to you, asalaam alaikum

But if a nigga talk that shit, watch how I’ma break him

'Cause I’m a vet quick to set muthafuckas straight

My rhymes are airtight, makin' brothers suffocate

So brothers wait and puff and take a deep breath

'Cause with the strong jab, you ain’t gon' have teeth left

So run yo' mouth and you can get your chin broke

Call your mama and your daddy, go get your kinfolk

'Cause I’m quick to go into throwin' you into a ditch

See I’m doin' this showin' you that you a bitch

And I take ya like a cup of coffee, you’re just a softie

You better back the fuck up off me

Tellin' niggas you could beat me, of course you can lie

But if you get up, you get lit up like the 4th of July

'Cause you’se a weak-ass nigga

And you’ve done never practiced

And me fall off on the mic, never that, bitch

She’s a seditty hoe but she dropped the pantyhose

She seen me in videos and she jocked me for cameos

All the time I’m in the Oak, pal, horny as totem smile

And bitches let me dick 'em 'cause I’m kickin' it with pearls now

Ain’t got no zinas and vogues, I just got penis for hoes

Ain’t got no dough but she owe me

The bitch is cleanin' my clothes

Cocaine to powder her nose, she rode around in a rolls

With some muthafucka I don’t really know

Goddamn, gettin' high and gettin' drunk

Nigga, I ain’t a chump but I come with some funk

Back on the track, muthafucka stayin' black

Dick grows long like a fuckin' Cadillac

Bitch, get with this or bitch, get with that

A stack for the cat?

Bitch, never that

When a nigga’s gettin' laid 'cause your ass’ll get played

On the next fuckin' record now bitch get naked

It’s that yellow-ass nigga with the shadow side burns

Sittin' low to the right makin' wild turns

I make my rounds down the track in my drop Rome

Droppin' the hoes off, pickin' the cash up

Floatin' on gold, not chrome

Diamonds on my fingers big as do' knobs

My hoes ride the back, my main bitches give me blow jobs

Rolex link, dressed in Cartier, carat diamonds

I watch 'em jock and give me props 'cause the girl’s blinded

Presidential 'Lex on the stearin' wrist

Parlay links are made of diamonds sittin' clear and crisp

Take it from a mack, no bitch is too hard to knock

Too good to hoe or too fine to jock

Hey you, can I do you a favor?

Give you the better things in life 'cause you’se my flavor

If you’re with it, drop your panties and tap your heels twice

Repeat after me and wake up to somethin' all nice

There’s no place like the land of funk

There’s no place like the land of funk

Then you fall into a magical sleep and awake

Standin' on a hoe stroll flirtin' with Tonto

Welcome to the land of funk where everythin' is gold

In the plants, in the trees all the tricks know

The breeze be at ease

I’m the wizard of the land, follow the golden bricks

'Cause you be fuckin' 'em, makin' em men, suckin' and holdin' dicks

And once you kick me down

I’m breakin' you off and givin' you some

I’m keepin' you dressed, I’m payin' yo hit and let you drive for fun

So hoe or die, bitch, make your mind up

You’re lined up and signed up, but your girlfriends wind up

Collar-poppin'-broke-fake-Louis-purse-wearin' tramps

Tryin' to join the next nigga camp

Suck my dick like a lollipop

'Cause you can’t make no money with that sloppy cock

You shouldn’ta never tried to play me, I’m a clever cat

I pay you when you work, give you money, bitch, never that

Now all you square-ass busta hoes know what time it is

With these Richmond and Oakland players, huh?

We got some real true players in the house

Let me yell em out while they in front of my muthafuckin' face

We got the muthafuckin' funkmaster P Double Double E

Pee Wee in the muthafuckin' house

Ant Biggedy muthafuckin' Bankster

What’s up Big Banks, you fartin', burpin' muthafucka

We got fat ass Kris

Black CD, my boy came home to his partner

Lil' Shawn just hooked up with the crew

Asey muthafuckin' pimp-ass player from the Richtown

These just niggas in the house I’m just yellin' out

We got big-ass ballin' ass Funktown Dave in here

Is it all good, Dave?

What’s up, mayn, what’s goin' on?

It’s all good, I’ma wind it up, take it on home right now

We got muthafuckin' Rappin' Ron from 890

We got Ant Diddley muthafuckin' Dog comin' 9000 strong

And I’m out to be out this muthafucka

Out the pussy with no rubber

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