Testo So What - Blac Youngsta
Testo della canzone So What (Blac Youngsta), tratta dall'album Church on Sunday
You control us
Mike WiLL Made-It
If I run-in, I knew I was in a safe
Hunnid grand what my secretary make
I'm a boss, I ain't never playin' a slave
They ain't street if they ain't never ran away
Leave e'rything, let's hit the bar, sucker, you a dead man
If your child took it
Could expect them but I let the guys whoop 'em
I'ma gonna try and pass him with the pie I's cookin'
When I arrive, I don't needa try
Sucker, sharp I'll leave you lickin' like a cow drippin'
Million dollars a year, how my style lookin'?
It don't even concern you how my house lookin'
Talkin' on the phone, get my pal tooken
Let him back in and show up, how the mouth lookin'
I've been savin' money for Kilo since he was locked up
Imagine how the power lookin'
I got an attitude problem so what?
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what?
I'm goin' to the top floor, so what?
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I got ice on me so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, coke
I got an attitude problem so what?
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what?
I'm goin' to the top floor, so what?
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I got ice on me so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, coke
You from the hood you gotta pack a pistol
They love the bad shit but hate the good stuff
Wanna be like me you gotta check my footsteps
Momma I'll preach, say all the little stuff
You did for me, keep it great, you know I'm here for you
I carry my hate, I carry my prayer for you
You my nigga have gotta resent my opinion
Had arms, I stirred for you
They talk bad about my brother behind his back
Ain't no matter 'cause I stood for ya
You know they don't fuck with me and my hood
Man, they mad 'cause I ain't do it for ya
Seen 'em throw at the meet that I ain't good for ya
If you want my beef I'm in the sewer for ya
I go up on the hills I don't tour for ya
Make a livin' hit the bricks, word I ain't good for ya
I got an attitude problem so what?
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what?
I'm goin' to the top floor, so what?
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I got ice on me so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, coke
I got an attitude problem so what?
I pour it down, throw heads up, so what?
I'm goin' up to the top floor, so what?
You gotta die one day, so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I got ice on me so what?
So what? (So what?) So what (So what?)
I keep a knife on me, coke
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Writer(s): Michael Len Williams, Sammie Benson, Asheton Terrence O Niel Hogan
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