go look, I'm exceptional shine (real, real, real, real) bright, West Coast you know and yes I'm gonna test you tonight, sensational... (real, real, real, real) psyched, motivational
niggaz, listen to that Gotchu feelin' it hard like Joe the God's really bringin' it back I'm from my days and legends, since age eleven I was the cause of dope
can have Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough I'm talkin' dedication, talkin' motivation
now I can't cope I hit the parkway when I stash my dope Cause if these pigs catch me slipping or tripping I'm dead No suspects no motives, with two to
way of living, a threat to our society And maybe even a threat to our very existence And what is this threat? The Westside Connection An organization made up of highly motivated
lick I could relax And ease back off of thuggin' and stick to hustlin' Concentrate on paper and let the shorties do the bustin' While I motivate on
this nigga, how you playin', I'm a naughty head The last bitch got 4 shots to the head I squeezed off and watched his brain hit the concrete Last breath, last motherfucking heartbeat There was no motive
the gini, baby Had to chop the top off that bitch Just so they can see me baby Money I get, know that shit Yeah he paid, notice it Sleepin', who? No can do Motivation
major chips, I push the flyest Whips Got the flyest chics, my outfits be freshly dipped No matter what the steez, I'm equipped Well my name is M-D, I'm known as the motivator
swing, you make a nigga wanna sing I can tell by the bling-bling, you like the finer things And you highly motivated by what money brings You got a dope
not a flute or a trumpet, don't beef 'cause you love it A funky guitar rhythm that Pooh sampled and cut it So for those who really know what dope stuff
, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg, Then tell him catch up like mayonnaise, um. I'm the sickest nigga doin it, Bet that baby. These other niggaz dope
! My arch enemies I'm fire fightin So if you think of takin us out your lucky ? expire you may retire MC's get passed out like flyers, more dope rhymes
them pounds If it ain't that coke then we get that 'dro and break it down See that ice, the dope man paradise Boy, better think twice that dope have
fight ain't fair So we keep on waiting (waiting) Waiting on the world to change Verse 1 Yea they say we got no motive just pot smoking dope,without
got arrested now since infinity You get searched livin in this vicinity or harassed, beat the shit out - I mean, the livin daylights Wouldn't be no dope
gotta stay I'm motivated by the haters I'm motivated by the haters I'm motivated by the haters I'm motivated by the haters I'm motivated by the haters I'm motivated
it's no longer my problem, it's theirs Some say it's a conspirac' I say if e'rybody's on the throne, that's just more motive to kill the heir Ask me '