Bathgate - F*ck That Lyrics

Now everybody put your middle fingers in the air
And repeat after me:

Now f*ck that
I'm tired of bitches riffin' and trippin'
Now f*ck that
You owe a nigger 'cause he went to prision
Now f*ck that
You ain't givin' head, mom in and beat it
Oh you a saint now but you pushin' me to eat it

Now f*ck that
All of sudden Harlem ain't real,
like we end all for money and we started pushin' grills
Now f*ck that
Everybody singin' this and that
Like bad for that nigger that be spittin' on them tracks
Like motion record labels, who came at me with offers
Like eight f*ckin' albums and shorty's just a (?)

Now f*ck that
Thank bad bitches from when you holler
Like you ain't in the fire but you walkin' right beside her
Now f*ck that
Ma I don't let them front when you dared
And them pay to get they number
with they fingers in your hair

Now f*ck that
Bitches with babies actin' for dollers
Smokin high they kicks is proud of
But don't know the baby father and
Shorty run around with Gucci on her feet with a GAP outfit
Like that shit is really sweet

Now f*ck that
Niggers who charge for thing that's shitty
Now f*ck that
Wack ass albums nigger come get me
Now f*ck that
That's the hottest dog who f*ckin' with me
Not that nigger in your box
You really think that nigger hot

Now f*ck that
Some say that kid ain't nice,
'Cause that song too hot,no that kid didn't write
Like I don't go right
Like I don't flow tight
You know that nigger they just figure that he won't go life

Now f*ck that
None of them broads who came at me wrong
Like ooh you look young but don't know that I'm grown
Now f*ck that
This is for my teens on the block
Push green (?) I rock
Six teens in them glocks

Now f*ck that
Bitch ass cops with head triggers
Now f*ck that
Protect shit that air niggers
Just a bunch of hate crimes like rape and luema
And murder in the alleys
Spittin' slugs from (?)
And they feel it's ok when they set up OJ
But they wana bag G and Puff and throw the key away

Now f*ck that
Hollywood rappers who never sold that
If they jewelry last week is was gone
Now f*ck that
Bring back them 4.0's
Everybody ain't rich to go out on a 6

Now f*ck that
That's right you only live once
F*ckin' spin how you wanna go, trick on them stunts
If you do a little exol, hit a few blunts
Get high, get crunk, have fun, get drunk

Now f*ck that
Niggers who come at you with tapes
Like it's easy 'cause you sign and they won't have to wait
Now f*ck that
Hearin' out every beat, wait
When you find what you like, shit it ain't on the tape

Now f*ck that
Look dogs I'm gone eat gray
F*ck a feature they don't wanna
Shit is hot any way any day
We can battle dog verse for verse
F*ck will I'm gone curse
As matter fact you f*ckin' jerk

Now f*ck that

And shorty if you gonna get the Gucci shoes
Get the Gucci outfit to match
GAP don't match with that shit ma
Ya heard
He, Harlem is back
Expect it and respect it nigger
Yo Duro you got anything to say

Now f*ck that