Lyrics:
a nigga really got blue Benjis
Now the cards turned on they ass
No wonder these crackers don't feel me
Big two on the rise so I up the price
Got five bad
a story to tell
My adversary's get popped
Got me runnin' from cops
The ghetto life be a dime
Got me carryin' two glocks
My enemies is bad
Chop
Select paper and invade all the illest niggas
Tally up pen, yo, Live Crew meetin'
Layin' in the lab with rolls o' fly mo-e ho
All niggas eatin' (WOAH!
Okay, fine love
Talkin' with my niggas like If I want to vent
Drunk on my ass, thinkin' if this fantasy is real
When these motherfuckers shootin'
A psycho ass nigga, I'm dissin' your crew
If you don't like the way I rap, tough shit nigga fuck you
It's time for a murder, I'm finna' kick ass
Project style, ate government cheese for a while
Pop Duke wasn't there 'cause he had to do a bid
so momma love stuck with these bad ass kids
She
set up in the crib and live
Word! Man, but yo..
I'm on that song ass first, I'm on the last verse
Finish line 24 but I got 20 more things I gotta do
ayy, for that lil' Mexican, I'll catch his ass laggin
Run up on a bitch, nigga, live in the trailer parks cappin
All these niggas be lackin', these
come from, still gotta pack a gun
'Case some young motherfuckers wanna play dumb
I guess I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til
and they want a autograph
Wanna tell em all respectfully kiss ass
Feeling like Walter White I’m breaking Bad
Feeling like Jesse Pinkman breaking bad
addicted
To the pain I inflicted
I kinda just accept it
And my crew I rep it
I’ma kill a cracker, am I trippin’?
I been down bad in the trenches
Robbin’
I got money on my mind followed by a bunch of zeros
Money on my mind I don't think that'll suffice
Money on my mind could put a body up for nine
I
Don status, nigga we gettin chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, frontin, frontin in eclipsesis
[mase]
Ayo, mase and the lox
We takin knots from the out
business like show business when the Indiana’s great is screamin’
1 Hater 2 Hater 3 Hater… 4
By the end of the day I need 40 or more screamin’
1 Hater 2
up/Two Nines by my side/When I'm pulling up/Every body on the west side throw it up/ever body on the east side throw it up/throw it up throw it up I'm
sawyer on my hip, tinted in the rora
Bad lil chick with me, looking like Kimora
Lead that's me in the pocketbook to yora
Long pretty hair ass juicy
Bad situation, did what I had to do
Lost a relation, but I vented out the blue
Put it into music, conversation with the crew
2020 sucks, ain't gonna get
Hook: 2x
I got one that five two, one that’s five six,
Every time you see me got another bad bitch
Verse 1 (Arasmus)
I got one that’s 5’2 three
Bet your dime on a dollar, my haters got them Shoppers, bad bitches in them pilers, rocking
Fendi and that Prada
Your baby mama lost, they say a real
Two: AZ the Vizuliza, Nas Escobar
See I like Esco, he knew everybody and everybody knew him
He was the type of guy who routed for the bad guys in
doubt it, Picked up the Compton time
and read about it, How my crew makes the front page
in a rage, In a live concert blowin blunts on stage,
[B.G.]
I live rough ? I done had enough of doin' bad
If I can recall, all my life, I've been on my ass
Unlock a bitch, and his wards are the graveyard
lose
I been outside all day yeah bitch hanging with my crew
And one aint enough so we brought them in by two
Yeah the diamonds storming like a typhoon
froze I start to daydream
(And get high)
Another bottle of some D'usse
Don't give a fuck about what you say
I'm rolling with the crew
Got a couple bad
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