Finer Thangz

[Produced. by Dr. Dre] [Intro] Yeah, you in bra Whaddup doe? Yeah [Verse 1: 40 Glocc] I was predicted a statistic that might not last What your doctor would call, a psychopath So proceed with caution, you might go next Start feelin' kinda nauseous, and bust yo ass I ain't never played the rules or been in acting class Far as I'm concerned that Hollywood shit's for fags Keep it real dawg, post up with the steel dawg Kick it with real hogs, with real balls A lot of these cats yeah they talk so real But half of these cats get cracked and squeal I could give two fucks less if I got a deal I still get bucks and watch Cristal spill Cuz I could care less whether I'm broke or not I cop me a quarter piece and blow up the spot Serving dub for dub, and rock for rock Work it up to a whole brick and sold the block Ima cop that jag, and drop that rag Walk up outta the mall, with shopping bags I want the lifestylez, of the rich and the famous Nah I ain't rich yet, but that's finna be changing [Chorus: L.V.] All I need is the Finer Thangz, all I want is the Finer Thangz All I want, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want is the Finer Thangz, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want is the Finer Thangz, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I need is the Finer Thangz Yeah in my life [Verse 2: 40 Glocc] See I fall in with heat, fall in the Jeep Hit your block, jump out, and dump up all on your street Hit the weed, and bump in-between the sheets Ring some pussy up and let my dick fall in the sheep You want beef? Put your money where your heart at Fuck that, put your mouth where my nuts at, suck that Spit on wax, with 16 bars Then jump on tracks, like I'm a track star We all got straps, no need to act hard We can get our scraps on, in my mama's back yard I started out young, ridin' handlebars Went from, shootin' up cars to a hood ghetto star Bet ya never thought Glocc could make it this far With Doc Holiday, puffin' Cuban cigars Menage a trois, it's on the beach under the stars Panties and bras? Got bad bitches takin' it off [Chorus: L.V.] All I need is the Finer Thangz, all I want is the Finer Thangz All I want, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want is the Finer Thangz, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want is the Finer Thangz, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I need is the Finer Thangz Yeah in my life [Verse 3: 40 Glocc] Now I done been around the world and back, and watched cats Switch from Jerry curled backs to Wayne caps [?] And now the new fact[?] fresh braids to the back huh? And everybody rockin' silver like it's platinum Stop it dawg, what the fuck wrong with y'all? If you can't afford the real don't cop it at all You can't ball and be broke Spend up all your come up money And wonder why you keep coming up short I don't know what it is, what the fuck is this? C'mon that shit on your wrist's faker than silicone tits You need to quit, seek a role model to follow One that can teach you, the means of a dollar See you? You spend your last buck on weed See me? I spend my last buck to eat Might fall in the club, buy myself a drink Hell yeah I'm fucked up, what the fuck you think? [Chorus: L.V.] All I need is the Finer Thangz, all I want is the Finer Thangz All I want, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want is the Finer Thangz, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want is the Finer Thangz, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I want, all I need is the Finer Thangz All I need is the Finer Thangz Yeah in my life