Lyrics:
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a song
So BDP, short for Boogie Down
I'm down by law this style ya never saw
I give em jus' a little then watch em fiend for more
Yea they want more they hot and they want more
They love
boyfriend left, bitch ain't winnin'
You a Internet troll, a Web browser, I'm sorry
You can't get her online without Safaree
Mentionin' guns, you Pussy
the night I'm doin' the boom bang
boogie band for my niggas
No gold diggers it might resort to triggers
But a few tricks that's down for
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
of a sudden, people got shot
The rope runner was standin, right by, the other side of
They ate barbecued peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
(get off the stage
out)
Said I'm too busy, I can't talk I'm with yo bitch now (I'm with yo bitch now)
Said I'm to boogie, I got Luis but don't bring the fits out (I don't
Purple by the zone, yeah I'm smoking strong
And you know I'm gone
Cause I'm swagging, I'm surfing
I'm swagging, I'm surfing
I'm swagging, I'm surfing
the rat
Now do me honors, like when I'm in class
I'm losing alotta, but I get it back, let's not even ask, it caused me to crash, you're all on a fad
While
Yeaaa 4oe gang nixxa
Yeaaa hold up Yea Yea
Nixxa we came from the trenches we straught out the north use to post by the store
Binkin and buckin we
I could boogie making music like Artist
I'm looking back, Draco and Spur, when we lived in apartments
Whole District 4 knew my name, locked in police
Two toned, Two toned on my watch
Gon turn this shit up by the notch
This thang be beaming hopscotch
I mean this (yeah) Gucci downed to my socks
I'm
drugs do you
Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you
Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you
Do the drugs
Up jumps the Boogie bitch, I boogie board
step in slides when I'm outside, bro got the fye
I'm gettin' money, so I'ma splurge I put in work
A-Boogie Swerve is that yo bitch, that I just curved
(M1OnTheBeat)
Woi
Yes (M1OnTheBeat)
Yes
Woi
Again and again
Again and again
Yeah
Yo
Chubbs might jam next youth for a chain
And give it
glamorous shit
I’m still rocking while I grind my shit
Fuck popping I stood by my shit
Like Aladdin, da damn cannon
I blam it, i can, can It
Van Damme It,
I'm ji or boogie
Up in your ear tellin' you about yourself
Like if I'm Richie or Stunna or Tjay put me up on replay
When you listen to me by your self
Boogie Man
Sasquatch is actually a Wookie man
I'm afraid of what's about make crop circles from the sky
Afraid of what's below my bed while I'm asleep
I'm catchin' wreck
Chillin' by the projects, money got the high-techs
Goin' till the break o'dawn, never see bed
Get red when I said, got gats
trapped in the plan designed by another side
I ain't contributing to genocide (why?)
'Cause I'm colorblind
Niggas in the hood ain't changed
And I've
Look at my bank account, it's like a
Half a milli' in that bitch
So what I'm 'bout to do? (Blow)
They say a nigga like me wouldn't make
It out, I
a boogie
Have you singing like A Boogie
I'm Hall of fame you a rookie
Like Dolla Dame when I pull it
Don't give me lane or I'm gonna do it
I run up a check
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