Hood Grammy’s Ghetto Oscars

[Intro: Jay NiCE]
(Tryna murder ME?)
We doing more to survive here nigga
It's Jay NiCE
(You pieces of shit tryna murder ME NIGGA?!)

[Verse 1: Jay NiCE]
Uh
I'm still alive, they ain't kill me yet
I let gold hollows fill the TEC
Never scared, I was built for death
But at times I feel depressed, real stressed but my will is stretched
Check the skill set, I just ran up a million steps
Lil mama tilt your head, catch this Ace of Spades pouring
The way I'm soaring up in this game, you'd think I paid for it
I'm popping, well it's obvious
And for the fam? Like that old Roc-A-Fella posse cut
Dropping hella broccoli on some mazzi's from the mafia
I had them niggas chop your lil body up
They all resemble Rocky, they some cocky fucks
I'm godly with the same pierogi like how Bobby was
Remind me of Tommy, niggas don't know what type of job he does
Jay style make your baby smile
All it takes is a raise of a brow and I'll make her come my way now
Come to her job and make her take a break now
Eight hours, I had them titties bouncing like a wave fountain
Niggas pay thousands to me
So I might drop a few and cop the new hot top Balenciaga sock shoes
Copping two, the plot get thicker than Grandmama's soup
Ain't a story for kids, this ain't Dr. Seuss, this Dr. Doom
Metal in your face when the chopper boom
I'm settling for great, you niggas not in tuned
F-A-M-I-L-I, we dropping soon, nigga

[Verse 2: RU$H]
Ayo
You heard NiCE, the famili dropping soon
I'm in a sauna room
You should watch your mouth when you talking to boss, do you?
It can cost you too, especially when I'm gripping something that'll make you all rise like your honourable
World class dining at its finest
"Ha ain't really gonna get us", please remind me
Louis belt, four stars like Orion's
Cuban link on my arm full of diamonds
The Versace peacoat was three quarters length
On a yacht where the water and the border blends
What you talk is minuscule to a former friend
I will belittle you like a shorter twin
I'm in the zone out in Italy, watch your tone when you get to me
She got stones in her Tiffanies, I'm on the phone while she licking me
You gotta crawl 'fore you walk
Louis Vuitton scarf, eating claws
That's a life when you keep with you a hot little ma in a bra giving deep tissue massages at the spa