- YG Bicken Back Being Bool [Remix] 歌詞
- YG
- Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
(Woo woo!) Where Im from you hear that, the wolves come out
Like on Bloods, whats happenin ?
(Woo woo!) Cause when its on, were front line
Aint no bicken, the whole hood get brackin
Im from the bottoms where marks get chastised
Before Worldstar, head ups werent televised
Crack sales with shoe box deposits
Homie lived outside and the cleaners was the closet
Work got swallowed, enemies got knocked off
Give her to the driver have the niggas top gone
Work, sold for it, young niggas flocked for it
I represent Inglewood and the whole corner pop for it
Enemies all foul, snitch when you bust at em
But they the enemy, fuck it, still bust at em
Original young gangsters, the ones with the say-so
We bicken back being bool, but on Bloods, we dont play though
[Hook]
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
Its Mack 10, Blood, what it do
Im from the 400block of the Q
I put the Wood on the map, niggas say what they want
But thank me for puttin the Su in the Woo
And all I think about is money, nigga rollin in that fast shit
Whats the next move, homie, how we get the cash, yeah?
Water in that soft white, get to rockin
Im a D-boy, never did no flockin
Real Inglewood nigga with a real fuckin attitude
Blood had a 9 but the chopper is a fatter tool
Its who bangin so we shootin out of Rovers
And them 223 shells be knockin shit over
Lay em down, spray the whole situation
You with this gangsta shit, throw up your affiliation
I wrote the book and all the rules
I can act a fuckin fool but Im bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
Do anybody remember the CPD?
Look who outlast em, thats that TTP
Arabian spruce, the cranberrys the juice
That we drink with that vodka cause they dont make [?]
The first platinum nigga with some big red plaques
Then Mack-10 hit the scene, that nigga had me backed
And I kept pushin , drinkin, smokin kush and
Puttin money back in my hood and rollin bushes
Now who the fuck would say that? Find out whereyou lay at
Bring it right up to your porch, your home, stay back
Nigga Im the unofficial mayer, a surreptitious player
And Ill burn my wallet up before I pay her, mothafucka
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
Im just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool
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