Bag Ain’t Right Skinny T (Ft. Dolla Dame, Lil Steve & Philthy Rich)
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[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to sleep
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
[Verse 1 ?]
Had to get it on my own, I ain't never took a handout
Go re-up again, 'cause [?] I just ran out
I just bought a Glock, it got a switch, boy, don't get fanned down
You ain't do a thing when niggas came and knocked your man [?]
Why put money on your head, when I could do it on my own?
Get the drop on your lil spot, then I might pop up at your home
Ain't no rapper, I'm a trapper, I made 20 on the road
In the kitchen I'm a chemist, I be cooking on the stove
Philthy keep asking 'bout a tape, I'm just tryna run the streets
[?] 'bout 50 on the plane, I'm just tryna be discrete
These niggas ratting and they shooting, they be hard for us to beat
When your bag ain't right, it be hard to go to sleep
[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to sleep
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to sleep
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
[Verse 1 ?]
Had to get it on my own, I ain't never took a handout
Go re-up again, 'cause [?] I just ran out
I just bought a Glock, it got a switch, boy, don't get fanned down
You ain't do a thing when niggas came and knocked your man [?]
Why put money on your head, when I could do it on my own?
Get the drop on your lil spot, then I might pop up at your home
Ain't no rapper, I'm a trapper, I made 20 on the road
In the kitchen I'm a chemist, I be cooking on the stove
Philthy keep asking 'bout a tape, I'm just tryna run the streets
[?] 'bout 50 on the plane, I'm just tryna be discrete
These niggas ratting and they shooting, they be hard for us to beat
When your bag ain't right, it be hard to go to sleep
[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to sleep
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
They snitching and shooting, it's kinda hard for you to
When your bag ain't right, it's kinda hard for you to eat
Lotta hate in disguise
It's kinda hard for you to see
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