AINT NOTHIN

[Intro]

(Aight holdup i gotta fuck this shit up real quick, holdup)

[Verse 1]

Now lemme break it down for ya numbskulls, (for ya numbskulls)

Terror go so hard it make you and ya folks go dumb

Like mi amigos from da west

We off our meds and flickin fools like cigarettes

What’s next? Ain't got a plan mane, watchu thankin? (I don’t know)

I’m in the back, and my pockets still stankin from the

Indo i got at the shop up the block

I kinda wanna stop, but I might get popped

Ayo, i’ve never been played by a bop (nope)

Hoes too quick to homie hop and get da crotch rot, whoda thought?

With one word i got these nerds hot

And all these nerd birds flock, like i'm throwin seeds in a lot

Anyway, movin on

I come up with this shit so quick, ya gonna wanna put a helmet on

Cuz at the crack of dawn i’ll be on ya lawn

Droppin off packages just like tha unabomb

I’m blowin up ya crib and the fishes out da pond

I’ll spare ya mom, so you can see me when i tug her thong

In hindsight it’s probably wrong, but who got the mic? (Hm)

Yea thas right, now sing along:

[Chorus]

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?

Ain’t Nothin but a Reid thang baby

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?

Ain’t Nothin finna do it my way

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gotta do?

Ain’t shit I’m finna spend my chips

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?

Ain’t Nothin less you go that way

[Verse 2]

(Ayo) Reid! What the fuck, where you been?

I been chillin, honed in, with a paper and a pen again

And ima need ends for you and ya friends

Cuz im servin up game like a benny in a Bennigans

I’m here to win, but you already knew

Still the same ol thang, so go ahead hide ya boo

Cuz the new school dude in cool boots finna swoop

Yaint have a clue, what i'm really boutta do

I’ll take ya chick mane im storm chaser (storm chaser)

The real slick, world class, door breaker (door breaker)

She want the thick stick, but i can’t shaker her (i can’t shake her)

The trouble makin, rap game Undertaker (the Undertaker)

Yea, its like this, but it ain’t like that (nah)

I’m drinking crown by the fifth in a Cadillac, pullin back

Triple six slappin out da pack, where the yak at?

Couple steps back lil mane best remember that

Cuz once i get going this shit become hotta

The don dotta, comin up from unda wata

There’s really none otha, you got the boy wunda

And i cut the whole thang like butta, it ain’t nothin

[Chorus]

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?

Ain’t Nothin but a Reid thang baby

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?

Ain’t Nothin finna do it my way

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gotta do?

Ain’t shit I’m finna spend my chips

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?

Ain’t Nothin less you go that way