VERSE 1 You faulty trying to salt fuck your
hating trying to hault me Original gamers
taught me so you suckas cant get got me Im
naughty Nathan nice the west turf is where I
soaked Whats your name baby three weeks later
she was broke Im just that type of playa aint
no simpness so observe Im plotting on this hoe
for what she gotting pimpness heard I was told
you hella young but you laced like you was twenty
feven Im a differ with opinions fuck na im
agreeing A back seat type of guy that’s what
I be Unless you kicking down hoe fuck a
telly I tell a bitch like this yo fuck
it If you aint really with get your as out my
bucket Im Sworn in this game like my potna
d.o.g. My playa west slang got you geekin off
young zigidy First I takes a puff befo I fucks
wit this eight loop So you can deck it out in
your pimped out caddy coop (ha ha) baby
wasn’t trippin that I left her at the
motel get in tuch with this when your purse is
filled with hoe mail im a playboy potna west
downs where I kick where I call a girl a bitch
and rap dope shit where we shake counter fits
and we hit that dank quick to cuss at a bitch
for trying to sit on my paint playas aint
tripping since the town turned gang signs aint
thrown how much money you earn a small town
with some big names playas like zigg spitting
pimp game rollas trying to rush so them rollas
I dust I do it like a chevy wit some ups im
gone
VERSE 2 Im hearing this and
that how you jelous thoughts going to hold me
back And being incarsarated wasn’t shit but
a place to rap Still kept in contact like hi
wit all my real folks Twomp on my convisary
homie your time will approach Im like damn the
da got it twisted Aint got know lawyer I wait
it out and don’t say shit Monitered phones
got my business on hold I sat back slammed
bones tell I get home But for now released
date is what im thinking Because my tape was
supposed to be out last weekend And word of
mouth (word of mouth) got me on lock down They
dry snitching got my name hot in the town A
testimony was the last thing up on my mind To
busy on my toes dropping sacs and ditching one
time When found out fifty fifty getting
money Straight lost to the district
attorney On my time im getting jacked I anint
even making bail Oh well its time to marinate
up in my cell And constantly dwell on some
shit that moms wrote Visions of hittinfg the
studio blowing dosia smoke I gots to come new
im stressing there aint know reason fo it My
tape is still bumpin in the north side of
californi a Cant hold this fifty fifty label
down Controversy be making me known
around Young zigg is locked up zigidy do that
whte stuff All that does is rotate this
product With my rivals and rollas want me dead
but still doing this Know posters no stickers
but still pushing hella units I knew one day
that we would be coming up But I never knew
that haters would be helping us So much love
to the demo dissers telling made tails All you
really doing is making these tapes
sell
Sample – Ray Luv ‘ I Gotz To Be
Mo CareFull’ Zigidy – 5050Records ™
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