Never Gonna Get it

[Verse 1 - Sean Biggs] I'm from the hard knock academy, automatically had to be Carryin' automatics, sprayin' sporadic, inaccurate Clips to the back of it, barrel cockin' immaculate Learn to move packages in and out of Los Angeles We savages, bustin' off rounds, sprayin' banana clips Knockin pounds off 'em like Anna Nicole Smith Shit, I'm in the hood, walkin' with choppers Cockin' and poppin' at coppers, Glocks be talkin' like Blockedie block, block I probably popped Hoffa and possibly just forgot where I tossed 'em This nigga's obnoxious, me and Top got your bitch in the cockpit She want a pit stop, just see how the cock spit These bosses deposit the profit, they watch as we cop it On top of the ostrich and foxes (That's right) I used to be a little bastard of stress Now I'mma boss where I'm from With Alaska on my chest (Yes!) [Hook - Akon] See I know you'll like my swagger No strap when I come through Chain hangin' like Ali Baba Know me, ya know how I do The way that I move, nigga (Ya never gon' get it) Cause I'm too smooth, nigga (Ya never gon' get it) I thought you knew, nigga (Ya never gon' get it) But you ain't got a clue, nigga (Ya never gon' get it) [Verse 2 - Topic] Who in the hell left the gate open? I put it down for the wild, wild west Like the 1800s in 'em stage coaches If I ain't strapped then my blade's pokin' If it ain't a 600 big body, then the '64, honey, is spokin' The drama spokesman, streets endorsed 'em I rather be opening up my nine, then closed in my coffin I'm from West Covina, this ain't Compton Still money passed around like we takin' a offerin' I'm somethin' like a phenomenon When they see the sad happy faces, they know the drama's on It's the west coast back at your front door We up close and personal, we ain't done till the curtains close Could be friend or foe, love it or hate it I'm the king but I play with the aces Run up to find out I keep it loaded like bases Get wise and your mouth and knees need braces (Hey!) [Hook - Akon] [Verse 3 - Akon] See when I walk through the door I wonder why these fake niggas jackin' me for? On display, like I came from the store, you know I'm posin' like a mannequin in front of your ho Up front block runnin' 50 deep now Convicts surroundin' the whole compound Cause you don't really want what you're starin' at Clip full of bullets, don't mind sharin' that (That) [Hook - Akon]