Lyrics to Pain 1993
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi’erre)
Ayy

Ayy
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death
Hype Williams, Lil X
If you don't say it directly
Give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
Shit wasn’t goin' as planned
I put that shit in the van
She gotta move with her friend
Heard she went back to her man
Give a fuck, ayy

I just put a Wagen in the driveway, you know I did
When I shoot my shot it's the Kawhi way, it's goin' in
Me and Lil Sicko sittin' sideways breakin' tens
Used to be an antisocial nigga, now I'm makin’ friends
I just got a mansion out in Turks and it’s a beachfront
And she's bringin’ four friends, I know I'll hit at least one
Got 'em all tannin' by the pool and they greased up
Police in my city, man, I keep their pockets greased up
Me and Capo tryna leave our mark and peace the East up
Ain’t nobody makin' too much money off the beef stuff
But I beef a rapper 'cause I'm never with the sweet stuff
Shawty came from Mexico, she know she got the sweet stuff

Ayy
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death
Hype Williams, Lil X
If you don't say it directly
Give a fuck, ayy