Dice The Goon

[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] I couldn't tell you a fuckin' thing about the latest song Niggas tell me what song is poppin', I just play along A new album comes out, I never play it long When I wanna bump some dope music, I play my own Muhfucker I've been too stressed, I'm just different With a capital D, I give 2 F's Bitches want me like a new dress, I'm feelin' like Hugh Hef They wanna hang 'round like crew necks They figure my crew next to blow so they wanna jock But I ain't on the hunt for twat, I'm on the hunt for guap Shit is gettin' real Shabba Ranks, ugly But I'm tryin' to say that I'm tryin' to make it Tyra Banks Money, power, respect; I got a little of the first 2 but I got enough of the third to compensate I give a fuck 'bout what a copper say, coppers hate I don't conversate with coppers, I be where the coppers ain't I don't cooperate with coppers, that ain't how the COB operate In fact, that ain't how we COBerate I'm from the School of Hard Knocks, I was fast with learnin' When niggas is twistin' caps, there's no tassle turnin' I'm from a city of Raider fans and Steeler fans I learn to hustle, my hands are clean, I'm a middle man I work around the clock, not too fast, not too slow I'm the minute hand, I'm a business man I pull out chompers for free, no dental plan Kill a dude in broad daylight, cancel dinner plans This industry don't give a shit, give a cent, give a fuck, give a buck, give a dime or give a damn Open hip-hop's door, let my crew sneak in No Sleep Gang nigga, tell me who sleepin' We do it our way, motherfuck what you thinkin' Spare me your 2 cents, you can keep them 2 Lincolns