Testo On Gang - Sada Baby
Testo della canzone On Gang (Sada Baby), tratta dall'album Bartier Bounty
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
You touch me, you gon' bleed, uh
Brazy know what I mean, Brazy know what I need
Ayy, ayy, uh
Ayy, if you touch me, you gon' bleed, Big Brazy know what I mean
Big Brazy know what I need, he pull up and it's all love
We pull up and it's all good, bitch, we won, we up one
Get deuce, deuce for your son, that's on us, that's on Bloods
Let me see how I'ma play it
You know we in the treetops, I'm sayin'
Draco on me, that's a Reebok, I'm blasting
Speak loud, I blast it, we not gon' pass it
Your chance, you had it
Ain't no hashin' out shit, I ain't kissin' no asses
Buffs on while I shoot, still won't miss through the glasses
Won't miss you in traffic
Lean on my dashboard, won't spill it, I'm splashin'
Guerillas gon' grab you, my niggas is savage
My bitch is the bad one, are you with it? You had one
I grew up the bad son
Gettin' kicked out of school, actin' up in them classrooms
On time, on schedule (huh)
Played sports, gold medals (huh)
I made me better (huh)
Pops made his money (huh)
Didn't make me nothin' (huh)
Mama drunk her drank (huh)
Beat me for her pain (huh)
Now I drink my drank (huh)
Make hoes snort 'caine (huh)
Don't show 'em no love (huh)
Barely show 'em my name
'Cause they knowin' my name
Shit came with the ooh-yeah
Big chop with the two step
Get right with a loose left
Good night, got a deuce left
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Got that chopper with the straps, look like I'm parachutin'
Kill a nigga while he sleepin', Skuba Freddy Kreuger
White bitch with me look just like Betty Boop (huh)
Let my nephew drive the foreign 'cause he wanted to (ayy)
Take a water for the Perks, I need more than two (huh)
Smokin' shortbread cookie, love the Lorna Doones (huh)
Let your bitch stuff the pill, say the mortgage due (huh)
Then put her on the corner, see the whore in you
She wish it was more of me, no, I wish it was more of you
Whip a brick and turn it into six, that's what this fork will do
Thought he was your best friend, that nigga went to court on you
Caught him with his bitch butt naked like a porno shoot (ugh)
If you touch me, you gon' bleed, Big Brazy know what I mean
Big Brazy know what I need, he pull up and it's all love
We pull up and it's all good, bitch, we won, we up one
Get deuce deuce for your son, that's on us, that's on Bloods
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Writer(s): Darryl Clemons, Casada Sorrell
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