Stop Frontin

I wanna talk about Hollywood, mon New York Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something (So what you saying? What you doing? What you saying?) Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something You're not that good on Tech I'mma ask Wade the Fantastic Four every day, we know the worst rapper If you hear the same record too much, get off the D-Zico You got men that suck the station off A group of men and women that pay for airplay That hit the station off on air days Suck the program director's nuts The right hand is slippery Relationship to DJ, if he's cautious he'll go the other way A West 4th Street connection The payola baby, need affection Watch everybody in the music game There's an undercover lover kissing Ask Nina, you got the contract The label not satisfied, everybody flops Spent nine millions and go gold, ask Benny Medina They flop, he flop, you know they got dropped With an option to sign again You jackasses won't never sing a rhyme again Fronting on that's how I'm living In the mansion, papers on your floor You break out like Robin You saw the international star With misgivings Straight behind Tigger, Jamaican posse with mad triggers Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something (So what you saying? What you doing? What you saying?) Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something I come with the clique, if you slip get clipped Money we flip, the dope we ship From Beat Street to dancehall Make the call, play the mall, we buy it all This OG don't respect a suspect Your low tech squashed you like insect You sniff blow, I count dough I pimp with lamps, the glow will grow Get crunk, you won't make it to the trunk I'm all you want, your boy's a punk Pop a little Brizz, her's and his The kid won't fizz, the kid's a wiz Your career's coma, Tommy Mottola Opiola, can't help you it's over You're dismissed, don't return, hope you learn H-Bomb, 7th Hill, our turn Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something (So what you saying? What you doing? What you saying?) Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something He paid for the rotation, you paid for the relation Your lyrics weak, the DJ must play The town suffers, the people laugh at your frustration Your vocals need Yugoslavia, your rhyme need a vacation When you rap I flip through the dials Eighteen million people change the station Since the war your rap's been depression It's causing cities to suffer Kids buy your wack CD, the families feel inflation A recession like you the best in Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something (So what you saying? What you doing? What you saying?) Everybody's leasing, they fronting Car payments, they wanting Everybody's on the phone, they something