Lyrics:
messin' wit Mase, gotta go down
What more can I say but hey?
Guess you niggas know now
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice
messin' wit Mase, gotta go down
What more can I say but hey?
Guess you niggas know now
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice
When you saw the chainsaw get to waving like a terrible towel
How things turn around when his fangs come out
Get your brains blown out, that's what I
with the nice blinged white shoes
I be BB King rocking all night like his old blues
Don't step up to me homie I'll most likely strike
I swear tonight I'm
i'm worried bout the bag
Might go prom king on a nigga, just go do it, make em mad
Watch my pockets, they get bigger, full of blues, got steady cash
If I blow it its over and the final straw
Hopeless romantic til the e-n-d who needs a freak! (4x)
I aint bb king or from the cpt
But I got the blues
the blues, B.B. King
Dic-tionary, fuck what you mean
I got the blues
I got the blues
I got the blues
I got the blues
I got the blues
Cause I write the tune
I
blue and grey
'Cause I represent like every day
Nigga you can't tell me I don't be on the spot
When I can tell you all the homies that done get
I need to make a money move
Off of metropolitan, right over by the Run N Shoot
Watch out for the blues, tryna give you blues, while chasing the blues
You can hear the end of the story by the sound of my feet
The earth could never budge me
The sea could never nudge me
The sky could never judge me
what they're offering
How much gold they bring
They can't afford what we've had
Not even the king
They can't afford what we've got
Not even the king
what you reckon
Baby girl wan eat in congestion
No hesitation, no question, I just got to pick my fit and get freshened
Hit my bb's line, for
see through but you can't get to the inside
You sit there and wait
I look at you and anticipate
What we could be and what we could do
Fly the wings
'd shake'em
Every day
But now I can dig
They're what you make them
Every day
What about it?
Soon as I'm wakin'
Everyday I have the blues
Every dawnin'
really wanna know ohh, ohhh (She just really wanna know)
How much longer can we go ohh, ohhh (How much longer can we go)
Before we're slammin' Bentley door
shoppin', got him stoppin' for them wings
Michael Jordan in the finals, yeah, I gotta get them rings
My lil, brother, on the run, cause you niggas police
I'm
need no tattoos
Nothing against
I just know you like news
My heart into blues
Can call me BB or CW
All by myself like I'm DMX
Too much on mind
No need
blasian ya heard
(You already know!)
When I walk thru
It might get hectic
I'm the life of the party
Make you cats feel hella threatened
Just by my presence
was you thinking
All my hundreds blues
Yeah I feel like BB King
When I'm out in Cali
Smoke the loudest dope
Lost my big bro
I don't know how to cope
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
Niggas bums they ain't really gotta clue
Ion trip I just let 'em assume
B.B King watch I give em the blues
Damn hol up
Like shaq inna paint when I post up
to smile, reproached by all the rest
Faced by strife all walks of life, these kings they face the test
It's who you are, it's not your fault
Shining star,
We put the boom back in the boom-bap
The pre-bling rap, that Johnny Cash meets BB King rap
Yo, bring that back
When you hear it you can feel it in
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind
(me can't believe the girl have me under so much raps)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(make my
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