Bye Baby Bunting

歌詞

Breaker breaker one-nine, runnin' from the one-time They on my ass, they don't like the way I done mine While I do mine, I'm on a true grind They was bound to hate a nigga like me and do time A real nigga, a trill nigga A "down to get down, don't make me have to kill" nigga 'Cause I will nigga, on the real nigga Hit you in ya back from waist down you won't feel nigga When that banana clip peel nigga It drop tall, short, big and lil' niggaz Then it drop house niggaz and field niggaz So you better watch your back, we on your hill nigga So you best be on your toe nigga We layin' down real niggaz and hoe niggaz Layin' down his niggaz and yo' niggaz Them niggaz, those niggaz, anything goes niggaz Catch you at the studio or at the show nigga Comin' out the barbershop or jewelry sto' nigga At the Chevron or at the Texaco nigga Wit'cha main bitch, or wit'cha side hoe nigga Waitin' at the front, back and side do' nigga Soon as we see ya you know we lettin go nigga And we don't care about the set you throw nigga Or the hood you represent, what fo' nigga? You got fo' niggaz? You need mo' niggaz So bring a friend, maybe ten, even though nigga And even then nigga, you can't win nigga Not when you tryin' to fuck with B-U-N nigga I got them fresh up out the pen' niggaz Who don't give a fuck about goin' back in nigga And you don't wanna know where they been nigga And you don't wanna go where they send niggaz 'Cause whenever they begin nigga They ain't stoppin' till your heartbeat end nigga So ain't no need to pretend nigga Like we cool, you ain't my motherfuckin friend nigga You way down with me, you're my men nigga So we can get it poppin', just say when nigga I come around the bend and straight bend niggaz Take your blood in the mud and make it blend nigga Now watch the chopper slug spin niggaz Like Michael Joe Jackson singin' "Ben" nigga And when I check you on your chin nigga It's R.I.P. for you just like him nigga Reppin P.A.T. live from Houston nigga And we don't give a fuck, we gets it in nigga 'Cause we off niggaz, then we in niggaz Like Frankie "Man Down Code 10" nigga Blowin' stanky puttin' 'dro up in the wind nigga Pass the cup, I'm 'bout to po' me up some Henn' nigga Pimp has slept the same way, I pimp the pen nigga And God only made one, it's no twin nigga The closest thing to me was my brother nigga And after me, there will never be another nigga Not a tighter nigga, or a tougher nigga Or a righter nigga, or a rougher nigga That'll leave a chicken-hearted nigga smothered nigga And if you didn't know then you finna discover nigga While we make these pussy niggaz run for cover nigga They screamin for they daddy and they fuckin' mother nigga 'Cause we ain't scared to squab and straight duff[?] a nigga This Rap-A-Lot, the mob ain't tryin' to cuff a nigga They even sendin undercover niggaz That's why you gettin' stuffed up in the duffle nigga So spy all you wanna spy nigga And keep on tryin' all the fuck you wanna try nigga Not me and my niggaz, you know why nigga? This UGK for life until we die nigga That's true stories, no lie nigga Bet yo' ass you can put that on P-I nigga We gon' ride for H-Town like G.I. nigga And got no love for a motherfuckin C.I. nigga Naw, you ain't gettin' in, is you high nigga? We been keepin' game, you ain't sly nigga My pistol never jam like it's Guy nigga And it's known to make a nigga's momma cry nigga Trill niggaz known to make the slugs fly nigga Them bullets droppin' like it's rain from the sky nigga And when it's over ain't no need in askin why nigga You gettin' no reply nigga, bye nigga!