Rippa On The Beat Bitch
Ya (10x)
They Ion Want Me to Be Great, I Was just Tryna Make Sure We Straight
Tryna put a lot of food on the plate, I know they see all the pain in my face
Verse 1:
I know they hate when a nigga walk through
Swear to god I’d hate to be you
And I ain’t worried about no fuck nigga I’m only worried about the blues
I’m only worried about the blues
I’m only worried about the blues
I’m only worried about the blues
Verse 2:
Whole lotta money in the shoe box
Tattoo on My Stomach Like I’m 2Pac
Stay Away from the block cuz it’s too hot
All I heard was the shots and the dirty cops
I ain’t tripping
I ain’t slipping
I ain’t scared no
I gotta dirty Glock cocked with the head gone
I leave a fuck nigga walking with his head gone
Now his mama about to cry by his head stone
From the same hood why you hating on me
I was sharing covers back in 03’
But I Guess I gotta let that bitch blow ion fuck with you niggas no more
Cuz the ones that said they down be the first ones to go
Never switch up on your dogs that cold never ever trust these hoes
Cuz bitches wasn’t with you in the jects back when the showers was cold
When the money ran low we ain’t have no food
When a nigga had to switch his clothes up but wear the same shoes
I swear my children ain’t gotta live like me no
This is for my unborn child ima have 3 more
Ya (10x)
They Ion Want Me to Be Great, I Was just Tryna Make Sure We Straight
Tryna put a lot of food on the plate, I know they see all the pain in my face
Verse 1:
I know they hate when a nigga walk through
Swear to god I’d hate to be you
And I ain’t worried about no fuck nigga I’m only worried about the blues
I’m only worried about the blues
I’m only worried about the blues
I’m only worried about the blues
Verse 2:
Whole lotta money in the shoe box
Tattoo on My Stomach Like I’m 2Pac
Stay Away from the block cuz it’s too hot
All I heard was the shots and the dirty cops
I ain’t tripping
I ain’t slipping
I ain’t scared no
I gotta dirty Glock cocked with the head gone
I leave a fuck nigga walking with his head gone
Now his mama about to cry by his head stone
From the same hood why you hating on me
I was sharing covers back in 03’
But I Guess I gotta let that bitch blow ion fuck with you niggas no more
Cuz the ones that said they down be the first ones to go
Never switch up on your dogs that cold never ever trust these hoes
Cuz bitches wasn’t with you in the jects back when the showers was cold
When the money ran low we ain’t have no food
When a nigga had to switch his clothes up but wear the same shoes
I swear my children ain’t gotta live like me no
This is for my unborn child ima have 3 more
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