- Webbie Retarded 歌詞
- Webbie
- Im stackin, rappin but if
I just so happen was it
I probably would be posted up thugin, sellin crack are somethin
I had to leave it alone cause the rats are something
Look like my return wont be long the streets keep asking for me
Young savage on the mound game ova now
Im in Houston and a town wheres the mutha****** crown
And now I dont have no * ***** friends,
Im solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 ******* dont let me down
Collaborate, just ****** wit them thats makin me sick
******roil ******* dont want share, so
Im taking dis *******t
Im a 110 street cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love, just tears, ******, blood, and hoes
Im like slim, these ******s dont feel my pain
A ninty -nine problems and but a ******* aint one
Ghetto stories, gangsta music, thank big labels aint come
*******td we just trying see which one
Im so retarded
And Im gon all hard and
My game mutha****** ******* ******s, brains up
And Im just getting started
They hate to see a ****** ballin
They rather see a ****** coughin
But rap money, street money,
Imma see money
**** *** ****** regarded
If the *******t aint funny den
I cant grin
And if it dont make money it dont make sense
If you really aint bout nothing
You better zip your lips cause around here stuntin ****** emp yo clip
My grand so ri******uless, you can call me da clips
And I slap all my ******* you can call me a pimp
Im like the hood candy lady,
I got them chips
I got hoes wit
J.Lo faces and
Beyonce hips2 home boys doin 7 cant wait till da touch
So many people up in heaven dat
I miss so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not cause
Im scared
But no they coming
I hope they dont shoot for my head
Im so retarded
And Im gon all hard and
My game mutha****** ******* ******s, brains up
And Im just getting started
They hate to see a ****** ballin
They rather see a ****** coughin
But rap money, street money,
Imma see money
******* ****** regarded18 riding lacks ******,
How you hate dat?
Do it big bad ******* give me dat shake back ******
Yall aint got do *******t just leave it to me
Push record for yo boy and lay back and kick up yo beat
Turn up da beat a pen paper give me one sheet
Put a bar code on it disrepute dis heat
I got tha biggest ****** bug buzzin in dis streets
I know you heard a young savage
Trill E N
TBut you forgot bout me thought
I was gone where
Im gone go
I run dis mutha******,
Im the spice in da gumbo
Im bout my ****** paper man dats all
I ****** want more
You gone gets wats mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe
Still good, still can get you rite on da down low
It never snow in
Baton Rouge,
Im da ****** wit da snow
To let yall ******s do yall thang so
I hope yall been gettin it
Wat up playa,
Im da new mayor of da city ******
Im so retarded
And Im gon all hard and
My game mutha****** *** **** ******s, brains up
And Im just getting started
They hate to see a ****** ballin
They rather see a ****** coughin
But rap money, street money,
Imma see money
******* ****** regarded
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