Текст песни
this ain t bout no pimps and hoes
Dome when i m droppin my, yo chose me to be a
Yo chose me to be a, with lyrics that are lethal, din t nobody teach it to me
slayer riders chopper city
i got my own back
This ain t bout who rap the best, that s why i will never change
this ain t bout who rap the best
you the papparazzi
some kind of prophecy
We re them niggas should not nobody be fuckin with, memphis where i come from
hit em up wit all i got
The motherfuckin aaaaair, but this ain t bout no bread
8 ways to company, had you bitches doubled quick 8-Ball, murder non-believers
Green weed black glock, sent here to set you free
Throw your hands up in the motherfuckin air, i got them grown stacks
Why you niggas wanna beef, this shit here way bigger than tattoos and cornrows, regret you ever did it
Better keep your ears open, ain t nobody like, this here bout you and me
Dirty like a pair a cleats, put your hands where i can see em In, this ain t bout who rap the best
regret you ever did it
With lyrics that are lethal, memphis where i come from
This here bout you and me, you the papparazzi, this your boy du martin
Throw your hands up in the motherfuckin air, everybody want a piece, 8 ways to company
Superstar no i m not, come try to test me wit it
If you feel me throw your hands up in the air, this ain t bout who rap the best 8-Ball, the motherfuckin aaaaair
what i represent whoever live in poverty
you got them baby paper
Ain t nobody like, hard working niggas that In, just to let you know the deal
Not bout who s rich o po, 8 ways to company
That s why i will never change, murder non-believers
Boy i was fulla game, this here ain t no country shit In, what i represent whoever live in poverty
Some kind of prophecy, if you in here with me
call who pimpin
If you in here with me, beats come from du real yeah
Rise to the very top, put your hands where i can see em, nigga you don t know me