"r*****ed"
[Verse 1]
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 are 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 where's the m****f***in crown
I don't have no f***** friends
I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 b**** don't let me down
Coloaborate
Just f*** wit them that's makin me sick
Sbroil b****** don't want share
So I'm taking dis s***
I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love,just tears,weed, blood, and hoes
I'm like slim these n***** don't feel my pain
A ninety-nine problems and but a b**** ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta musik, thank big labels ain't come
s***d we just trying see which one
[Chorus:]
I'm so r*****ed
And I'm gon all hard and
My game mutheafuckin b**** brains up
And I just getting started
They hate 2 see a n**** ballin
They rather see a n**** coughin
But rap money, street money I'm gon see money
b**** n**** ragarded
[Verse 2]
If the s*** 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 n**** emp yo clip
My grand so ridickuless You can call me da clips
Cause I slap all my b****** you 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 becuz I'm scared
But no they coming i hope they don't shoot 4 my head
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
18 riding lacks n****
How you hate dat?
Do it big bad b**** give me dat shake back n****
y'all ain't got do s***
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***** 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 m**** f*****
I'm the spice in da gumbo
I'm bout my f***** paper man dats all I f***** want more
you gone gets wats mine
Oh no, you a dumb hoe
Still good,still can get you right on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge
I'm da n**** wit da snow
2 let y'all n***** do y'all thang so I hope y'all been gettin it
Wat up playa
I'm da new mayor of da city n****
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
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 are 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 where's the m****f***in crown
I don't have no f***** friends
I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 b**** don't let me down
Coloaborate
Just f*** wit them that's makin me sick
Sbroil b****** don't want share
So I'm taking dis s***
I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love,just tears,weed, blood, and hoes
I'm like slim these n***** don't feel my pain
A ninety-nine problems and but a b**** ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta musik, thank big labels ain't come
s***d we just trying see which one
[Chorus:]
I'm so r*****ed
And I'm gon all hard and
My game mutheafuckin b**** brains up
And I just getting started
They hate 2 see a n**** ballin
They rather see a n**** coughin
But rap money, street money I'm gon see money
b**** n**** ragarded
[Verse 2]
If the s*** 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 n**** emp yo clip
My grand so ridickuless You can call me da clips
Cause I slap all my b****** you 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 becuz I'm scared
But no they coming i hope they don't shoot 4 my head
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
18 riding lacks n****
How you hate dat?
Do it big bad b**** give me dat shake back n****
y'all ain't got do s***
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***** 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 m**** f*****
I'm the spice in da gumbo
I'm bout my f***** paper man dats all I f***** want more
you gone gets wats mine
Oh no, you a dumb hoe
Still good,still can get you right on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge
I'm da n**** wit da snow
2 let y'all n***** do y'all thang so I hope y'all been gettin it
Wat up playa
I'm da new mayor of da city n****
[Chorus]