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[Verse 1]
[03:56.00]I'm stackin,rappin but if I just so happen was itI probably would be posted up thugin, sellin crack are somethin
[03:56.00]
[03:56.00]I had 2 leave it alone cause the rats r something
[03:56.00]Look kike my return won't be long
[03:56.00]The streets keep asking 4 me
[03:56.00]Young savage on the mound game ova now
[03:56.00]I'm in Houston and A Town wheres the muthaf**kin crown
[03:56.00]I don't have no f**kin friends
[03:56.00]
[03:56.00]I'm solo now
[03:56.00]Put my trust and my mack 10 b**ch don't let me down
[03:56.00]Coloaborate
[03:56.00]Just f**k wit them that's makin me sick
[03:56.00]Sbroil b**ches don't want share
[03:56.00]So I'm taking dis sh*t
[03:56.00]I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against tha hope
[03:56.00]No money, no love,just tears,w**d, blood, and hoes
[03:56.00]I'm like slim these niggas don't feel my pain
[03:56.00]A ninty-nine problems and but a b**ch ain't one
[03:56.00]Ghetto stories, gangsta musik, thank big labels ain't come
[03:56.00]Shitd we just trying see which one
[Chorus:]
[03:56.00]I'm so retarded
[03:56.00]And I'm gon all hard and
[03:56.00]My game mutheaf**kin b**ch brains up
[03:56.00]And I just getting started
[03:56.00]They hate 2 see a ni**a ballin
[03:56.00]They rather see a ni**a coughin
[03:56.00]But rap money, street money I'm gon see money
[03:56.00]B**ch ni**a ragarded
[Verse 2]
[03:56.00]If the sh*t ain't funny den I can't grin And if it don't make money it don't make sense If you really
[03:56.00]Ain't bout nothing You better zip your lips cause around here stuntin ni**a emp yo clip
[03:56.00]My grand so ridickuless You can call me da clips
[03:56.00]Cause I slap all my b**ches u can call me a pimp I'm like the hood candy lady
[03:56.00]I got them chips
[03:56.00]I got hoes wit J.Lo faces and Beyonce hips
[03:56.00]2 home boys doin 7 can't wait till da touch
[03:56.00]So many people up in heaven dat I miss so much
[03:56.00]Vest up up wit my chest and stomach not be'cause I'm scared
[03:56.00]But no they coming i hope they don't shoot 4 my head
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[03:56.00]18 riding lacks ni**a
[03:56.00]How you hate dat?
[03:56.00]Do it big bad b**ch give me dat shake back ni**a
[03:56.00]Yall ain't got do sh*t
[03:56.00]Just leave it 2 me Push record 4 yo boyand lay back and kick up yo beat
[03:56.00]Turn up da beat
[03:56.00]A pen paper give me one sheet Put a barcode on it
[03:56.00]Disrebute dis heat
[03:56.00]I got tha biggest f**kin bug buzzin in dis streets
[03:56.00]I know you heard a young savage Trill E-N-T
[03:56.00]But you forgot bout me
[03:56.00]Thought i was gone where i'm gone go
[03:56.00]I run dis mutha f**ker
[03:56.00]I'm the spice in da gumbo
[03:56.00]I'm bout my f**kin paper man dats all I f**kin want more
[03:56.00]U gone gets wats mine
[03:56.00]Oh no, u a dumb hoe
[03:56.00]Still good,still can get u rite on da down low
[03:56.00]It never snow in Baton Rouge
[03:56.00]I'm da ni**a wit da snow
[03:56.00]
[03:56.00]2 let yall niggas do yall thang so I hope yall been gettin it
[03:56.00]Wat up playa
[03:56.00]I'm da new mayor of da city ni**a
[Chorus]

文本歌词

I'm stackin,rappin but if I just so happen was itI probably would be posted up thugin, sellin crack are somethin
I had 2 leave it alone cause the rats r something
Look kike my return won't be long
The streets keep asking 4 me
Young savage on the mound game ova now
I'm in Houston and A Town wheres the muthaf**kin crown
I don't have no f**kin friends
I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 b**ch don't let me down
Coloaborate
Just f**k wit them that's makin me sick
Sbroil b**ches don't want share
So I'm taking dis sh*t
I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love,just tears,w**d, blood, and hoes
I'm like slim these niggas don't feel my pain
A ninty-nine problems and but a b**ch ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta musik, thank big labels ain't come
Shitd we just trying see which one
I'm so retarded
And I'm gon all hard and
My game mutheaf**kin b**ch brains up
And I just getting started
They hate 2 see a ni**a ballin
They rather see a ni**a coughin
But rap money, street money I'm gon see money
B**ch ni**a ragarded
If the sh*t ain't funny den I can't grin And if it don't make money it don't make sense If you really
Ain't bout nothing You better zip your lips cause around here stuntin ni**a emp yo clip
My grand so ridickuless You can call me da clips
Cause I slap all my b**ches u can call me a pimp I'm like the hood candy lady
I got them chips
I got hoes wit J.Lo faces and Beyonce hips
2 home boys doin 7 can't wait till da touch
So many people up in heaven dat I miss so much
Vest up up wit my chest and stomach not be'cause I'm scared
But no they coming i hope they don't shoot 4 my head
18 riding lacks ni**a
How you hate dat?
Do it big bad b**ch give me dat shake back ni**a
Yall ain't got do sh*t
Just leave it 2 me Push record 4 yo boyand lay back and kick up yo beat
Turn up da beat
A pen paper give me one sheet Put a barcode on it
Disrebute dis heat
I got tha biggest f**kin bug buzzin in dis streets
I know you heard a young savage Trill E-N-T
But you forgot bout me
Thought i was gone where i'm gone go
I run dis mutha f**ker
I'm the spice in da gumbo
I'm bout my f**kin paper man dats all I f**kin want more
U gone gets wats mine
Oh no, u a dumb hoe
Still good,still can get u rite on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge
I'm da ni**a wit da snow
2 let yall niggas do yall thang so I hope yall been gettin it
Wat up playa
I'm da new mayor of da city ni**a
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