GP Wu 1st Thing First lyrics

Y'all niggas better recognize
First you better recognize G.P.
Yeah, yeah, ain't nuthin' but attitude up in here
Know what I mean
So peep next tight things baby

1st things first, you better recognize G.P.
Fuck all that other bullshit basically
Don't really care who you be with nigga
When we comin' through, keep your finger on the trigger

I keep creatin', producin' flavor
That I gave ya like sugar from a neighbor
Save ya self 'cause I can't hold it back any longer
Feelings of hate is gettin' stronger

Somethin' in my mind's takin' over me
Could it be the grim reaper controllin' me
I don't know but I'm sick of this shit
One minute a niggas insane the next legit

But check it, I'm on this mission like the one David Banner
And through my travels I erupt in such a manner
Of explosion, some say that I'm the chosen
Wisdom that I speak leavin' niggas stiff frozen

So gimme mines black, you know what I'm askin' for
The utmost respect or I'm gonna tap that jaw
Better yet I'm tired of playin' mister nice guy
Take the two piece combo to your eye

Uppercut, uppercut as I'm smashin'
Consecutive body blows, ribs I'm crashin'
The next time you wanna flex better do it in a different direction
'Cause all this is my section

I'ma get mine, as long as I do instead of try
Don't sweat I punk, go suck a dick and die
It's business, order number one catch wreck
Second I'ma go state to state, third make connects

Next when I get there it'll be urgent
To stain your clean style washed in detergent
Don't fight, I observe the street life is trife
Bite in a car gettin' your guts scarred

No food, your thoughts go through hunger, now I'm wrong for
Bringin' the thunder in a song, it makes you wonder
All of a sudden I can taste it
Meanwhile wax was wasted Shaolin' replaced it, face it

Hittin' the switches, fixin' the glitches

Been through a lot from stitches to playin' in ditches
Downin' French bitches payin' the cost and bein' the boss
And slingin' boulders as a soldier, enforced extortion

What the fuck made a nigga tell me I don't know
I observe, all enfold to be a pro
I'm iller, strivin' to be a top biller
Smokin' the killer and livin' the high life like Miller

I play the host at your funeral
You been the victim of deadly lyrics
As I puff a bone and reminisce about the bullshit you said
Reach down and out your head, you been beheaded

On top of that your tongue's been shredded
No longer will your mouth get that ass in trouble
Resemblin' Nicole Simpson, layin' in a blood puddle
You shoulda knew what you was gettin' yourself into

Fuckin' with a nigga from my crew but it's too late
All your loved ones was at your wake
Wishin' you hadn't of done it
The odds was one in a hundred

But still you wanted to test your skill
Now you're layin' in the box all packed with rhymes that kill
Ain't no games here, it's strictly wear and tear
It's the rapper of the year makin' love to your ear

I heard you smacked your girl in the shower
'Cause you heard her singin' my song, can we all get along
Guess not, you're mad 'cause I got her hotter than you ever got her
Off a nigga voice, she knew a nigga choice and all that

Kid the fly rapper, wet up with crack
Got the bitch comin' back for more
Of the uncut raw hardcore she never had
Now I got her callin' me dad

Nigga, uh, what
Hear you buck
Come on, uh
Come on, uh

1st things first, you better recognize G.P.
Fuck all that other bullshit basically
Don't really care who you be with nigga
When we comin' through, keep your finger on the trigger