CJ
(专辑: Bartier Bounty 3 - 2022)
(It's a
6Foe beat) Yeah, yeah, type ten Uhh Told Duff put some gangster shit on, nigga How he boming? Huh, 2021 with an R&B bitch I
bet you know her name, I
ain't gon' say her name Grew up to be the
man, I
ain't grow up to be no snitch Uh, put that shit on gang, huh, put that on my name, huh Better stand on business 'fore they knock you off your feet I
know a
nigga lost his life just from tryna cross the
street And I
can hit you with the
white, but it might not be cheap I
got on ice with my pipe, boy, don't try that shit with me, listen East Side repre who? yeah, huh East Side representat uh, hold up East Side representative, I'm on bullshit Why would I
worry 'bout a
nigga with this full clip? I
don't get defensive, we on offense Get extra, send some extra bullets through his coffin Bang, dang, dang, boogie, get busy Every nigga really ready for that war, you see 'em with it Strapped up with my partners behind enemy line, huh Fucking with some bitches that be with them, they be lying, listen We got that dope to take your custos out the
line I
keep a
new check every two weeks like I'm working on the
line Listen, ahh, hmm But me not at the
plant I
got banjos in my pants Uh, and I
know how to dance A
ugly reckless motherfucker with a
blick, don't take no chance I'ma have sex with your girlfriend from the
front 'cause I
romance Now listen, ah, tuh, huh, roses on the
bed, yeah Perkies with her friend Put a
jersey on her head, listen Huh, bitch I
be done showed up early for them bands In the
game, glasses on, James Worthy, I'm the
man, huh Ah, huh Bro-bro shooting funny, he Jamaal Wilkes, uh, ayy But that shit don't matter, it get y'all killed I
switch up my spots if I
think them people onto me She do backflips over ice, I
made her look like Surya Bonaly God damn, ah, huh Protect it like it's precious Got a
ruler hanging out that whoo-wham, he gon' learn his lesson Uh, I
won't wear no jump suit, but got moves like Elvis Presley Got a
bitch that score like I
score, she built like Lisa Leslie I
do Nigga All night how I'm cooking, nigga Lil' bit of zaza Got about two-fifty on in them charms I
don't bring my gun around the
nah, hm I
won't bring my gun around the
gang, I
can't use that bitch No, hmm, re-rock You can't bring your gun around me, you won't use that bitch, listen Don't care, ah, tuh, I
don't care how you feel Pull up with that chopper, get to cutting out of Bonnyville Corner, hop up out it, got that striker sitting off in the
field Grab that rifle, aim it at a
white bitch, get revenge for Emmett Till Listen, ah, hmm, huh Probably ain't 'posed to say that, ah Me don't give no fuck, I'm out here looking for that payback Huh, we go past Ajax, spin a
wheel to break the
bank bag I
got half a
tank gas, pull up, get you straight jabbed Bro-bro put that hoodie on You better run 'cause on my mama, I
don't know what he on I
just know he don't give two fucks about buddy bone Your ho in love with me 'cause me don't never fuck her wrong Listen Huh, she thought she was hooked, huh, told her, "Gotta be quicker than that" Huh, I
need me a
book, I've been trapping out them extra packs Huh, yeah, it's words on top of that work soon as you open it Huh, let you know what the
fuck you doing before you smoke it Huh, she ain't even know it, tuh, the
old-ass lady Uh, she ain't even know her son got smoked 'cause she a
smoker She was in there getting high while he out there on the
poster You know that hard shit too strong, broke her neck, it had choked her Huh, 2021 with an R&B bitch I
bet you know her name, I
ain't gon' say her name, uh 2021 with an R&B bitch I
bet you know her name, I
ain't gon' say her name Grew up to be the
man, I
ain't grow up to be no snitch I
put that on my gang, I
put that on my name I
grew up to be the
man, I
ain't grow up to be no, huh Grew up to be the
man, I
ain't grow up to be no, no So look, mate, like, I'm strolling through the
street, right? And I've, I've just left, you know, my, my, my office space here I've been working late I
look 'cross the
way and there's, like, this fucking dude, he's surrounded by, like, a
battalion of fucking people, right? It's this guy now, he's a
famous fucking rapper and all that My man scoop, he scoops me up He's like, "Mate, what are you doing?" I'm like, "Mate, I
don't even know who the
fuck you are, like, you know what I
mean?" He's like, "Ah, man, shut it, mate" He throws me in the
car, right? And I'm rolling around with all of the
fucking people, it's fucking absolutely madness, mate And I'm all I'm trying to figure out is where the
hell we're going And, like, I
just wake up the
next day With, like, some fucking bitch's fucking jewelry all around me, yeah? In a
fucking room, right? A
har with a
harem full of wives King Solomon sized, mate And all kinds of fucking narcotics And it, and it's, life has just never been the
fucking same since, mate I
mean, if you don't know who this guy is, you've gotta fucking go find out