Testo della canzone BPT (YG), tratta dall'album My Krazy Life

BPT - YG

Where you from, where you from?

I'm from BPT
(Westside, westside, westside, westside)
TTP
(What block? What block? What block? What block?)
400, Spruce Street
(What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?)
(What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?)
Kill off all beef

I'm a Westside get brackin' in the back like what's happenin'
That - snap like Insta, ain't no need for a caption
I got put on by four n-, wasn't need for no bandage
I did my stuff like a young n-, that's how I'm s'posed to handle it
'Hamad threw a right, duck, hit him with the left, bop-bop!
Two to the chin, bop! One to the chest
One to the ribs, the haymaker didn't connect
Dropped him but didn't stomp him 'cause that's disrespect, whoa!

That's how I got put on
Tree Top Bompton, yeah, I got put on
It was hard in the hood
I was rappin', my homies sellin' - in the hood
I know Game from cedar block, Dot from the West
That was - that - what's his name in his chest
Just got a call, the homies just got - on
Gotta go, we can't prolong

I'm from BPT
(Westside, westside, westside, westside)
TTP
(What block? What block? What block? What block?)
400, Spruce Street
(What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?)
(What y'all doin'? What y'all doin'?)
Kill off all beef

I was in the county with lions, most of these rappers be lyin'
'Cause when I seen 'em, they be quiet, the definition of silence
That's a principal of proof, the definition of logic
That this n- is a b-, every chance he get he's dodgin'
I brought back this West Coast -
And this the motherf- thanks I get?
All the licks I split, from the houses I hit
They brought him more cases in jail but a n- ain't snitch, whoa!

That's how it's s'posed to go down
Held it down, didn't nobody else go down
Give you a blind date, have my b- pick you up
Then have one of my Top members - you up
I know Nipsey from 6-0, C-Hood from 10-4
Tiny Bone from 40 Crip, that's my kinfolk
My whole family tried to save me but it didn't work
Momma know I've been bangin' lately-



Credits
Writer(s): Dijon Mcfarlane, Brandon Moore, Keenon Dequan Rae Jackson
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