Bicken Back Being Bool Remix
Mack 10, Big Wy, DJ Quik, Y.G., YG
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Suwoo business on mines, blood, Bompton Inglewood, nigga This the mothafuckin' Woo mix, on Piru I'm just bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool (Woo woo) where I'm from you hear that, the wolves come out Like on Bloods, what's happenin'? (Woo woo) 'cause when it's on, we're front line Ain't no bicken, the whole hood get brackin' I'm from the bottoms where [?] get chest highs Before Worldstar, head ups weren't televised Crack sales with shoe box deposits Homie lived outside and the cleaners was the closet Work got swallowed, enemies got knocked off Giver to the [?] half the nigga's top gone Work, sold for it, young niggas flocked for it I represent Inglewood and the whole corner pop for it Enemies all foul, snitch when you bust at 'em But they the enemy, f*ck it, still bust at 'em Original young gangsters, the ones with the say-so We bicken' back being bool, but on Bloods, we don't play though It's Mack ten, blood, what it do I'm from the four hundred block of the Q I put the Wood on the map, niggas say what they want But thank me for puttin' the Su in the woo And all I think about is money, nigga rollin' in that fast shit What's the next move, homie, how we get the cash, yeah? Water in that soft white, get to rockin' I'm a D-boy, never did no flockin' Real Inglewood nigga with a real fuckin' attitude Blood had a 9 but the chopper is a fatter tool It's who bangin' so we shootin' out of Rovers And them two hundred and twenty-three shells be knockin' shit over Lay 'em down, spray the whole situation You with this gangsta shit, throw up your affiliation I wrote the book and all the rules I can act a fuckin' fool but I'm bicken' back being bool Do anybody remember the CPD? Look who outlast 'em, that's that TTP Arabian spruce, the cranberry's the juice That we drink with that vodka 'cause they don't make [?] The first platinum nigga with some big red plaques Then Mack ten hit the scene, that nigga had me backed And I kept pushin', drinkin', smokin' kush and Puttin' money back in my hood and rollin' bushes Now who the f*ck would say that find out where you lay at Bring it right up to your porch, your home, stay back Nigga I'm the unofficial mayer, a surreptitious player And I'll burn my wallet up before I pay her, mothafucka
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Written by: KEENON DAQUAN RAY JACKSON, DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE
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