Dizzy Wright - Time For a Change Lyrics

What up dizzy Wright nigga
I had to turn my motherfucking SWAG on

Look east side Vegas where I'm at ho
Took a long time but we
Coming through the backdoor
21 young do anything I want turn a
Rap concert into a tat show
That cold better believe that we
Gats flows like people asshole
Man I'm wiling in this bitch
I'm styling need a couple hundred thousand
I don't see no haters smiling when I
Bring Funk Volume in this bitch hold up
Vegas on the map made it on the map
When you think of West Coast
Think of Dizzy Wright nigga
Put my whole life in this rap shit
Hear him talk down and that's the
Reason I don't like niggas
I was putting in my ground work
Down to earth sound surf till the sound work
Found the sound now I'm
Traveling around earth
Smoke the whole pound just to show
Them what the town worth

Like climbed up in the game you a lame
I can tell you signed up for the fame
Yeah you might have a name it's a shame
Cause we can see through
Everything that you ain't
I think it's time for a change so they
Left it to a nigga like me
So it's only right that I
Give it to them real
Shit I'm trying to make them think
So it's easier to live so I tell them like

Look if it's hot then it's probably this
Marijuana where the party is
I'm so out of the loop I talk
Shit when I walk in the booth
And hit a hater with a hockey stick
I got a problem with the ho's
Low key ho's proud of being ho's
Hide behind your Prada that's what
Bothers me the most
Say she ain't easy money make her come
So she try to see me and
I ain't be acknowledging the ho
I'm popping up for shows getting dough
Sign a couple autographs and hit
The door nigga what
You be on that sucky shit
Hit the club, hump a bitch, take a bitch
Only can't get it up
Young nigga I'm one nigga
I don't like thirsty ass
Bitches that want niggas
Me I'm on some shit as hot as the sun nigga
Dumb figures that's getting me through
To the dumb niggas

Tatted they don't really want
To hear my voice
No choice I'm the hottest nigga doing it
Only being confident cause I
Ain't polotic my progress
Do it big I don't give a fuck who it is
1990 hooligan finna shoot again
I'mma get it in till they do me in
I told my niggas that I want the whole bank
Put the gas in the tank and tell
All the homies scoot it in
Bitch we headed to the top ho
Top flow with the locked doors
Low key cause the cops close
Towel down yeah we got smoke
Never with the drama
Do a show and then we outro
I told Vegas I was down for it
Passion sex and then lounge on it
Heard them hating but I'm to busy
To be around for it
Now I'm certain these niggas stupid
Cause me I am purposely perfect
With all of my verses i tell'em like