[Intro]
Rippa On The Beat, bitch
Let me hear it
[Chorus]
I got a couple soldiers, we ready to roll out, yeah
Came from the bottom, what you know 'bout it? Yeah
No, we ain't worried 'bout nobody, yeah
My lil youngin'll snatch the soul out him
That's my youngin
Wake up every day thinkin' 'bout cake, that's my youngin
If it's 'bout the bros, ain't 'bout the play, that's my youngin
I ain't gotta pay, he'll eat your face, that's my youngin
That's my youngin, that's my youngin
Wake up every day thinkin' 'bout cake, that's my youngin
If it's 'bout the bros, ain't 'bout the play, that's my youngin
I ain't gotta pay, he'll eat your face, that's my youngin
That's my youngin, that's my youngin
Wake up every day thinkin' 'bout cake, that's my youngin
If it's 'bout the bros, ain't 'bout the play, that's my youngin
I ain't gotta pay, he'll eat your face, that's my youngin
That's my youngin, that's my...
[Verse 1]
That's my youngin, he always think about money
But he stuck up in the dungeon, wouldn't nobody help with nothin'
When a nigga get some cheese, that's when all them hoes comin'
I told him focus on road, lil' bro, them hoes bummy
They'll treat you like a dog before they give a donation
He was stealin' out the mall 'cause he was tired of Old Navy
He glad it ain't parole but he so tired of probation
Told him don't sell his soul, don't gotta do that shit to make it
He ridin' with a Glock that he just stole from an Asian
He told me he livin' fast, you miss shit when you patient
He been goin' through a whole lot of pain lately
He been havin' thoughts of blowin' out his brain lately
"Peezy, I'll bust that nigga's shit, you ain't gotta pay me"
I'm still gon' throw you somethin', lil' nigga, your ass crazy
He made a nigga proud and went and bought a lil' 380, ayy
Watch them niggas you goin' to school with, them niggas shady
Trust nobody, not even your mama or your daddy
Fuck everybody, do whatever that make you happy
Claim that they loyal, they see-through, them niggas plastic
Don't let nobody stand behind you with no ratchet
I come from the bottom, nigga, I ain't just rappin'
Whip that bitch out and let 'em know he ain't lackin'
Put that nigga in a murder scene since he actin'
Anything you need, nigga, I'ma make it happen
Rippa On The Beat, bitch
Let me hear it
[Chorus]
I got a couple soldiers, we ready to roll out, yeah
Came from the bottom, what you know 'bout it? Yeah
No, we ain't worried 'bout nobody, yeah
My lil youngin'll snatch the soul out him
That's my youngin
Wake up every day thinkin' 'bout cake, that's my youngin
If it's 'bout the bros, ain't 'bout the play, that's my youngin
I ain't gotta pay, he'll eat your face, that's my youngin
That's my youngin, that's my youngin
Wake up every day thinkin' 'bout cake, that's my youngin
If it's 'bout the bros, ain't 'bout the play, that's my youngin
I ain't gotta pay, he'll eat your face, that's my youngin
That's my youngin, that's my youngin
Wake up every day thinkin' 'bout cake, that's my youngin
If it's 'bout the bros, ain't 'bout the play, that's my youngin
I ain't gotta pay, he'll eat your face, that's my youngin
That's my youngin, that's my...
[Verse 1]
That's my youngin, he always think about money
But he stuck up in the dungeon, wouldn't nobody help with nothin'
When a nigga get some cheese, that's when all them hoes comin'
I told him focus on road, lil' bro, them hoes bummy
They'll treat you like a dog before they give a donation
He was stealin' out the mall 'cause he was tired of Old Navy
He glad it ain't parole but he so tired of probation
Told him don't sell his soul, don't gotta do that shit to make it
He ridin' with a Glock that he just stole from an Asian
He told me he livin' fast, you miss shit when you patient
He been goin' through a whole lot of pain lately
He been havin' thoughts of blowin' out his brain lately
"Peezy, I'll bust that nigga's shit, you ain't gotta pay me"
I'm still gon' throw you somethin', lil' nigga, your ass crazy
He made a nigga proud and went and bought a lil' 380, ayy
Watch them niggas you goin' to school with, them niggas shady
Trust nobody, not even your mama or your daddy
Fuck everybody, do whatever that make you happy
Claim that they loyal, they see-through, them niggas plastic
Don't let nobody stand behind you with no ratchet
I come from the bottom, nigga, I ain't just rappin'
Whip that bitch out and let 'em know he ain't lackin'
Put that nigga in a murder scene since he actin'
Anything you need, nigga, I'ma make it happen
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