BOUT DAT LIFE
This Jack Leg
You think you can compete with me, ahhh
Feel dis here, or go kill yourself
I'm hard hitter like meth, but more addictin and witness these bars that I kept
This drink got me digging myself
Y'all just don't get it, niggas know I stay committed
Other rappers up and down like physics don't play wit me Pimpin'
my flow on chlamydia symptoms
Psycho
These lames be acting, till I get tough like Tinactin
blow his whole back in, don't care what you packing
Smash him, when it's over, I'm blowing a blunt to Mac 10
Grew up on the west, but know that I fuck with the east side
You can get taped and flipped over like B-side
Kurtgobangz did his thang just let the Beat Ride
Never will I ever, never, bow down to you
You're in between me
Underneath me
Go ahead, boy!
Victorious leader
Just bought a nice, flashy, glorious heater
Turn the bass up, warrior speakers
niggas softer than Victoria Secret
Drunk as hell and I just started to fade oh
Just got my car and I drove it from Maaco
When beef is on you only got 2 options
Get in this snake hole
or get hit wit dis Draco
I would choose the former
Country boy, you know I'm down with the farmers
Rapid flow, you know my flow is beyond ya
You can get a hundred handslaps like E-Honda
I'm ridin a Chevy, not chasing no Honda
Woo, woo, my niggies full warned ya
Woo, woo, blowin' this gunja
Before I beat that ass to death like I'm Palmer
Get out of my face, boy
Don't bother me wit those. ahh
yeah, shit
You niggas ain't bout dat life
You niggas ain't bout dat life
You niggas ain't bout dat life
Real shit,
This shit here is physcho right,
You nigga ain't bout dat life
You niggas ain't bout dat life
This punk keeps tryin me
Leave me, yeah
Smoking on gunja not tastin no sherm, cha
Popping on pills and I just do not learn, cha
Give me my money, shout out to big worm, cha
You can get ran over like your big worm, cha
Use to sell dope, how much did I earn, cha
Get your body laid off in dat urn, cha
Tough situations I did not squirm, cha
Call up the click and the clack and it burn, cha
Roll it up, dress it up, like let it burn
Woo, hold on, let it burn
Woo, hold on, that's my turn
Got so high on the e-way, miss my turn
Perpetual, black intellectual
Entrepreneur no, know how to get the dough
Infamous C dash 4, just a black nigger-o
Got a problem with that, get in figure-four
You think you can compete with me, ahhh
Feel dis here, or go kill yourself
I'm hard hitter like meth, but more addictin and witness these bars that I kept
This drink got me digging myself
Y'all just don't get it, niggas know I stay committed
Other rappers up and down like physics don't play wit me Pimpin'
my flow on chlamydia symptoms
Psycho
These lames be acting, till I get tough like Tinactin
blow his whole back in, don't care what you packing
Smash him, when it's over, I'm blowing a blunt to Mac 10
Grew up on the west, but know that I fuck with the east side
You can get taped and flipped over like B-side
Kurtgobangz did his thang just let the Beat Ride
Never will I ever, never, bow down to you
You're in between me
Underneath me
Go ahead, boy!
Victorious leader
Just bought a nice, flashy, glorious heater
Turn the bass up, warrior speakers
niggas softer than Victoria Secret
Drunk as hell and I just started to fade oh
Just got my car and I drove it from Maaco
When beef is on you only got 2 options
Get in this snake hole
or get hit wit dis Draco
I would choose the former
Country boy, you know I'm down with the farmers
Rapid flow, you know my flow is beyond ya
You can get a hundred handslaps like E-Honda
I'm ridin a Chevy, not chasing no Honda
Woo, woo, my niggies full warned ya
Woo, woo, blowin' this gunja
Before I beat that ass to death like I'm Palmer
Get out of my face, boy
Don't bother me wit those. ahh
yeah, shit
You niggas ain't bout dat life
You niggas ain't bout dat life
You niggas ain't bout dat life
Real shit,
This shit here is physcho right,
You nigga ain't bout dat life
You niggas ain't bout dat life
This punk keeps tryin me
Leave me, yeah
Smoking on gunja not tastin no sherm, cha
Popping on pills and I just do not learn, cha
Give me my money, shout out to big worm, cha
You can get ran over like your big worm, cha
Use to sell dope, how much did I earn, cha
Get your body laid off in dat urn, cha
Tough situations I did not squirm, cha
Call up the click and the clack and it burn, cha
Roll it up, dress it up, like let it burn
Woo, hold on, let it burn
Woo, hold on, that's my turn
Got so high on the e-way, miss my turn
Perpetual, black intellectual
Entrepreneur no, know how to get the dough
Infamous C dash 4, just a black nigger-o
Got a problem with that, get in figure-four
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Writer(s): Fred Jones
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