Testo What It Is - Ya Boy
Testo della canzone What It Is (Ya Boy), tratta dall'album Sweatshop Productions Presents: The Bay Is Heat'd
Yeah
You niggas know who the fuck it is man (yeah)
It's that nigga they call Ya Boy (yeah)
Ay, ay, ay
Everywhere the problem
Nine one time to your chest like Rodman
Popping like a condom, the Bay's Bin Laden
You niggas is soft, I been rotten
Been outside, you boys y'all been hiding
You like how I get the C-notes fast
I play with big chips like a Doritos bag
Yeah he knows cash, y'all niggas see don't ask
I be with too many bitches, can't be no fag, ay
It takes dip and Ya Boy takes trips
From New York to Atlanta and I'm hitting all the strips
And I'm getting all the chicks, pay attention all you tricks
Come and listen to a pimp, y'all ain't getting it like this
I'm gangsta, I show you why
Cause if Ya Boy say so, then fo' sho' you die
Keep it real lil' nigga, I don't throw you lies
I carry something in my pocket that'll blow through spines
What it is (what it is), what it do (what it do)
I'm a beast (I'm a beast), who are you? (who are you?)
I'm in the streets (in the streets), where are you? (where are you?)
I'm a motherfucking animal, yeah that's true
What it is (what it is), what it do (what it do)
I'm a beast (I'm a beast), who are you? (who are you?)
I'm in the streets (in the streets), where are you? (where are you?)
I'm a motherfucking animal, yeah that's true
One time to your mind and I slide in the X-5
When the TECs fly, look I'm the best guy
When it comes to murder I hurt ya
Let the nine squirt ya, boy I murk ya
And I ain't never been a punk nigga
Look, when I dump at ya, off in the trunk with ya
Better get yours, I got mines
I'm in the streets like stop signs, armed with a Glock 9
Platinum Jesus piece and I rock mines
And Ya Boy vocab like a hot iron
I got a gun and I'm never gon' stop firing
That means your peoples never gon' stop dying
And I'll leave your block looking like dominos
Where Ya Boy at, that's where the drama goes
Underneath my seat, that's where the llama go
Take your bitch home, then it's off with her Prada clothes
What it is (what it is), what it do (what it do)
I'm a beast (I'm a beast), who are you? (who are you?)
I'm in the streets (in the streets), where are you? (where are you?)
I'm a motherfucking animal, yeah that's true
What it is (what it is), what it do (what it do)
I'm a beast (I'm a beast), who are you? (who are you?)
I'm in the streets (in the streets), where are you? (where are you?)
I'm a motherfucking animal, yeah that's true
Ay, cock the fifth, Ya Boy bring the wrath and the riff
If you wanna ride, it's nothing like the spliff
I'll put it in his life for real, my knife'll kill
Deal done this bitch and my life is real
Practice, on your tactics, been at this
Shots to this chest, gymnastics, hitting backflips
Wrapped in plastic, situation get drastic
Try to stay tucked, my city filled with bastards
That's the reason why my mug on mean
Talking slick, get hit with the scope and the beam
More from the team, watch shots open his spleen
I'm a rapper but it started with a hope and a dream
Look, I ride for you, you ride for me
If a nigga damage you, then he damage me
I dare a nigga touch a apple on my family tree
Finna get ugly, touching niggas randomly
Ay
What it is (what it is), what it do (what it do)
I'm a beast (I'm a beast), who are you? (who are you?)
I'm in the streets (in the streets), where are you? (where are you?)
I'm a motherfucking animal, yeah that's true
What it is (what it is), what it do (what it do)
I'm a beast (I'm a beast), who are you? (who are you?)
I'm in the streets (in the streets), where are you? (where are you?)
I'm a motherfucking animal, yeah that's true
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Writer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Trevor Smith
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