Rush Hour Video (MV)

Why would they not want my help
Because they don't give a damn about you
They don't like you. I don't like you
I don't care. I'm here for the girl
The girl don't like you. Nobody likes you
You came all the way over here for nothing
You ain't gonna be a..
Beach Boys
Oh, hell no
You didn't just touch my goddamn radio
The Beach Boys are great American music
The Beach Boys gonna get you a great ass whooping
Don't you ever touch a black man's radio, boy
You can do that in China, but you can get your ass killed out here, man
I'm gonna show you real music
Sheesh
Yeah yeah, ha
South Beach, top floor suite, I'm enjoying the view (yeah)
Then I get with this groupie bitch no telling what she do
Take this dick, bitch don't take no pics, yeah you know the rules
Break your spine, hit it from behind a different point of view
Pick and choose, when I make my move, 3 hoes like the stooges
She think I'm into her, but I'm a Emperor I got my crew
I told the pussy act the part, back in battle like she bruised (sheesh)
Put my chips on thе table bet on black I nevеr lose
Off to the races, the bands say you basic
Good job with that head hoe is this your occupation
Paper is what I'm chasing, with no hesitation
Read between the lines like it was legislation
Bitch I'm on probation, 3 years in the making
I know the love is fake shit, I know it's really vacant
Drugs for meditation, keep me elevated
Bitches call me Lord, I feel like I'm Raiden
Play to win, then win again
Chasing money, I think I love the sin (sheesh)
Uncle serve that white, but he ain't Uncle Ben (Uncle Ben)
Nigga taught me how to turn a dollar into a ten (ten)
You can't be resenting, (?)
She f*cking with me 'cuz I'm popping like a frying pan (frying pan)
I hit that hoe once, and then hit her again
I pulled a Rush Hour, She call me Jackie Chan
She wanna open doors, see I just wanna f*ck (f*ck)
And like she on Life Support I'ma pull the plug (plug)
Gone in a rush, look behind, you in the dust (dust)
Smoking on this gas, you can tell it smell like Runtz
I swear the weed so loud you would think you heard a fuss (woah)
I told the blunt to hush, yeah I told the blunt to hush (bitch hush)
Bitch I'm not a soda, told ya I can't be your Crush (yeah)
Look I just need that head call that bitch a brush
Play to win, then win again
Chasing money, I think I love the sin (what?)
Uncle serve that white, but he ain't Uncle Ben (Uncle Ben)
Nigga taught me how to turn a dollar into a ten (ten)
You can't be resenting, (?)
She f*cking with me 'cuz I'm popping like a frying pan (yeah)
I hit that hoe once, and then hit her again
I pulled a Rush Hour, She call me Jackie Chan
You can't be resenting, (?)
She f*cking with me 'cuz I'm popping like a frying pan (yeah)
I hit that hoe once, and then hit her again
I pulled a Rush Hour, She call me Jackie Chan
Bitch
I just feel like I chopped through like three pieces of like concrete,
Or cinder block or whatever the f*ck