900 Blame a Nigga

(Chorus: 4x) "Always trying to blame a god damn nigga 900 blame a nigga" (Verse 1 - Numskull) How can I get blamed for shit That a nigga really didn't even do One nigga did the dirt, but the blames on the whole crew I feel like O.J. and Rodney A little mayo, but still don't be having no happy days like Potsy Nigga's get blamed for every thang From robbin you house, to ho stroll's And the tropicana cocaine And if the sun turned black {"Yup a nigger did it Jim"} OR {"get him over here so I blame it on him"} Nigga's getttin (??) like the oldies Played the fuck out, we only known for stealin cars and drinkin 40's Or showin your whole ass crack on cops They quick to do a nigga on the routine stop Chopped rock's, in a nigga possesion, a whole zip Blame me cause I'm one of fo' grips Now you can have mayo and a gang of triggers But that ain't shit, cause they still going to blame a nigga (Chorus plays over REDNECK talking) Boy I tell ya Jim, one of those black niggers took The battery outta my car last night I didn't see it, but I know those niggers ways (Numskull) Driving down the block, and what did I see A police man trying to gaffle me Threw down my rocks, so I wouldn't get caught A high-speed CHASE for fourty-eight blocks (Verse 2 - Yukmouth) I heard some shit was goin down though It might be scanda-lous, on the down low Plus I get around ho, like Shock and Mon' Walking to the lot, forgot I got the gun In the bushes, more mayo then the rest of the pushers Tonight a nigga might be readin my Nike's like Bushwick Chronic smoke like chimney, to lit a doobie They knew me, let me in free cause I be that Luni Higher then the police sky waves off the blue I partied two or three hours now I'm sideways in the sukra To the hoopsta's, survival is the be-under But I was in it, now five-oh's on my bumper Ready to dump the forty outie, and weed baggies They had me searchin through my car, for what we have we here A queer tryna frame a nigga, but shame on a nigga That try to put the blame on a nigga (Chorus plays over REDNECK talking) Uh, hello, this is 900 blame a nigger? Uh, my daughter's raped, and comin back from A Ku Klux Clan meetin, and I know a nigger did it (Yukmouth) Last night was the night before Twenty-four robber's came knocking at my door I ran out, they ran in, trying to blast for my cash With ski-masks on they're chin (Verse 3 - Luniz) Take a puff from my hamp then bounce I'm on a mission for scrilla, vanilla slugs by my zipper Playa haters trippin off ho's it seems that they plot Snitch to the cops, and swear that I chopped O's of cream WHO STOLE THE COOKIE OUT THE COOKIE JAR! That's what they mumble Now knowin about THE POWER OF NUMSKULL! Now I done had it wit all that static I'm thinkin I should load my automatic And let all these faggots have it (Yukmouth) One love, it's cocked backed, and then I bust slugs Roastin a motherfucker, so busta always suffer Blood in the ghetto, other niggas try to run up Wit they gun, and get done from sun down to sun up, punk Dead bodies in the trunk, they kept on tellin me Oh I was sellin P.D. I was sellin D, I caught a felony As soon as I got it, had to pop out a nigga brains I was the wrong nigga to frame (REDNECK talking while Chorus plays) Boy I wish I could get a job But them damn niggers take all the jobs nowadays They got affirmative action stuff I tell you that guy up in puff, he agreed to that stuff bad Them, them niggas are gonna know where it's, hey... (Yukmouth talking) Wassup man, you all on my tape and shit Talkin that weak shit, get the fuck up outta hear (REDNECK) Who are you, who are you! You nigger's are tryna kill me! (Yukmouth) Get yo punk ass up outta here, peckerwood motherfucker Jive ass turkey, that's right I stole yo motherfuckin car But aye, it's yo fault Yo ass brought us from Africa, bitch Aye get yo ass up outta here, you peckerwood motherfucker {*gunshots*} Blast that fool man, blast that fool, get him, get him He tryna run, blast that fool, yeah, talkin all that shit Pointin the finger and shit, I'm tired of y'all Pointin the fingers at motherfuckers mayne Y'all done got O.J., Tyson, my potnah 2Pac, Gov Man fuck blamin me, I didn't do it, WHY, fuck that you did it