[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Yo
See, y'all just in the way, way
See, y'all just in the way, way
See, y'all just in the way, way
Way, way in the way, way
See, y'all niggas in the way!
See, y'all niggas in my way!
See, y'all niggas in the way!
Send these haters to outer space!

[Verse 1: Berner]
They in the way
Kill the middle man, we ain't payin' no extra taxes
I got a big spot with hella lights, hit 3 P's on the average
In this cell, look at my [?], look at my crib, I'm doin' well
And we don't tell, we sit down in solitary and go through hell
Yeah, that money come and the money go but the money never made us
Yeah, that Bay Area it's one big graveyard for the players
Yeah, I'm old-school, I don't ever change
These girls still bring me paper
Bought a Benz, never had no scraper
Had a whole trunk full of flavor
All these blacks bags, these brown bags
My body's covered in gold
They was in my way back home so I had to hit that road
I took two pills, smoked two joints, drank two bottles and I'm gone
Got that big body on chrome
It's big Berner and that Bone, Bone
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?