Barbershop

It’s hard for me to go soft

Back me up in a corner and I’ma get off

Get you gone if you double cross

Niggas jealous ‘cause I’m saucy like spaghetti sauce

Or should I say lemon caper, diamonds giggin’ like a drum major

I go this little bitch, I be milkin’ the bitch for all her paper

Thick like cake mix, all the ballers wanna pay her, save her

Charlie Check a Chick is what they call me, not a caped crusader

I’m plugged in, I know everything, keep my ear to the gravel

I know these streets like my muthafuckin’ shadow

Under certain circumstances, it’s manda-, stay with a stapler

You never know who a hater ‘cause ain’t no congratulators

Where I’m from, gotta be a quick decision-maker

In the slum, put holes in your car like a cheese grater

As of lately, it’s crazy, it’s been a spark up in crime

The murder rate inflate in the heat of the summertime

What’s-his-name told, ol’ boy got popped (popped)

They stripped some nigga last night at the spot (spot)

Potna went down, now everybody hot

That’s what I heard at the barbershop

What’s-his-name told, ol’ boy got popped (popped)

They stripped some nigga last night at the spot (spot)

Potna went down, now everybody hot (What you heard?)

That’s what I heard at the barbershop (The barbershop)

I’ll get to knockin’ like a rock band

Heavy metal shit, drumsticks in niggas’ hands

They say he ran off with half a man

And they don’t want him dead, just to understand

You keep playing with this Bay shit

Where niggas see the plan, don’t say shit

Go the wrong day to get your taper fixed

Could put you in the mix over paper quick

Yeah, in the chair, you gon’ hear the drama

Side bitch and her mama jumped the baby mama

She was being messy all in the comments

Talking ‘bout, “Excuse me, he left his condoms”

Man, these bitches ain’t playing fair

That told the welfare she be doing hair

Be havin’ hella niggas in and outta there

And they be smokin’ with the kids, they ain’t even player

What’s-his-name told, ol’ boy got popped (popped)

They stripped some nigga last night at the spot (shot)

Potna went down, now everybody hot

That’s what I heard at the barbershop

What’s-his-name told, ol’ boy got popped (popped)

They stripped some nigga last night at the spot (spot)

Potna went down, now everybody hot (What you heard?)

That’s what I heard at the barbershop (Ugh!)]

Goons, goons

Pistols be poppin’ just like balloons, balloons

Niggas be dropped in emergency rooms, rooms

The smirkish be plottin’ on the tycoons, tycoons

They’ll kick in your door in the afternoon, the noon

Be strapped with mini-Macs

See me, mama snaps, already know where them pennies at

Real life hittas don’t come in a beanie cap

They do it bare-faced off powder and Henny yak

Niggas gon’ give him that, run him and shit

You either take the L or get shot in your lip

Suckas lay low but a boss’ll flip

Put a hundred on the Lamb’, 50 more on the wrist

The niggas is pissed; if they move, it’s fonk

Them boys got them problems niggas really don’t want

Flexin’ in the thang, park it right out front

Be the talk in barbershop for the next three months (BIATCH!)

What’s-his-name told, ol’ boy got popped (popped)

They stripped some nigga last night at the spot (shot)

Potna went down, now everybody hot

That’s what I heard at the barbershop

What’s-his-name told, ol’ boy got popped (popped)

They stripped some nigga last night at the spot (spot)

Potna went down, now everybody hot (What you heard?)

That’s what I heard at the barbershop (The barbershop)