歌词
(Kid Hazel, you killed this)
Gotta watch these niggas around you
'Cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you
Now she tryna come **** all on a star
My nigga just got them pounds through
Riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other nigga got your main boo
He gon' **** that ***** then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now
I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe but now
I **** the baddest broads
Turned up on these niggas
I don't see me ever falling off
I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods
Catch an opp slipping, knock him out his tennis
Down to catch a case, tryna get ahead of business
Clean the block with the mop, I ain't leaving no witness
Claiming he a *****, show up in a nigga kitchen
Dior on me got me feeling blessed like a Christian
Came from sh!t and made millions
Ran it up fresh out of prison
I'm a gift to the game, no riddle
**** your handout, I ain't tripping
Got his ***** with me, I'm pimping
Glock on me got a nigga limping
Glock on me, you could go missing
Cartier on my vision
sh!tting on you niggas like a pigeon
She ****ing with you, she a duck, quack
I took her from you with a big sack
When I took her from you, can't get back
You niggas broke as ****, need to fix that
Yeah, you gotta watch your ***** plus
You gotta watch your dawgs too
Just 'cause he say he real, that don't mean he ain't flawed too
Just 'cause he tote a steel, that don't mean he'll pop you
Only riding with the ones that I know gonna drop you
Wanna be a hot boy, well, I got hot shells
I'll slap you with this pistol, don't kiss and tell
Niggas going police tryna send you to jail
Niggas really hurt, you ain't in no cell
Gotta watch these niggas around you
'Cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you
Now she tryna come **** all on a star
My nigga just got them pounds through
Riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other nigga got your main boo
He gon' **** that ***** then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now
I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe but now
I **** the baddest broads
Turned up on these niggas
I don't see me ever falling off
I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods
Real sh!t, I don't gotta act hard
Know niggas throw hands in the backyard
No glove, no wraps or a mouthguard
You can swipe all day, but I pull cards
What I'm saying is I never had to do fraud
When the old girl working 'bout two jobs
When the old boy applied for a new job
So I guess that I'm blessed by the true God
See, back in the day, I would hop in the Lexus
Just me and my manager hoping it start
Here in the present
I'm stacking my scrilla all off of the sh!t that I said from my heart
Haters get mad when they see that you the big dawg
But they won't bite and I bet they don't bark
Mad over hoes, you a mother****ing simp, son
Your niggas Maggie and Lisa and Bart
I watch 'em all try to ether me
Just because they cannot eat with me
I read the bible, I know 'bout betrayal
I get reminded by a Jesus piece
Perfect match, put my soul on beats
My brother with me, he gon' hold the heat
Doing things I supposed to do
To be that nigga I supposed to be
Zel
Gotta watch these niggas around you
'Cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you
Now she tryna come **** all on a star
My nigga just got them pounds through
Riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other nigga got your main boo
He gon' **** that ***** then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now
I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe but now
I **** the baddest broads
Turned up on these niggas
I don't see me ever falling off
I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods
专辑信息
1.Hard to Creep
2.Made it Out
3.Enjoy Every Dolla
4.IDK
5.Think They Are
6.Brat
7.Killin a Sport
8.Aggy
9.Man Down
10.Told You a Lie
11.Feel It
12.No Love
13.Devil in My Head
14.Can't Get Enough
15.Own My Masters
16.Pressure Bust Pipes
17.Murda 1
18.Reloaded
19.Hear Me Crying