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Yeah I might take a little drink
Yeah I might smoke a little smoke
Yeah my rims really high
Yeah my whip really low
Yes you already know
Yes I might pull it out if he runs his mouth about myself cuause it makes a good show
Yes I may take the K to your place let it spray all day just so I could let them know
Leave'em dead and gone
My feelings went and gone
They want to treat me wrong cuz I talk a little slang
This what I was taught
This is in my heart
On the color of my skin and the blood in my veins
On the words that I speak
In the air that I breathe different girl every week and they all want to swang
Hit him once then twice then never again until the end up on a song that I sing
Like Pam, oh damn, before I get myself into some trouble I really got to quiet down
You would never catch a white kid, or hot water, or a grin on my side of town
Grew up in a place of hate like section 8 everybody on the stamps like me
But I grew up wanting to be rich so I made a little wish
Damn my Mama going to be pissed
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
Imma let It B
She gonna lose her words
I'mma letter C
Way too many girls
A lot up on my D
All they do is smoke
Maybe pop an E
Never drop a knee
I don't give an F
Told you I'm a
You should know what's next
Always on a vibe
And I never been stressed
I made my first 5
Now I never take less
People turn they back and I never been surprised
I shoot for the head so I always aim high
Gotta stay aware living Tupac's word when he said
Real eyes realize Real lies
Don't need a safe keep my money in the mattress
I 'on't care about your life I'm coming for your captains
Land of the free but I've always been captive
Can't talk on the phone cuz the government tapped in
Opposite effect we kill hopes and dreams, crush yo self-esteem when we talkin about our come up
Too selfish and not self-aware, I'll put you in a prayer for some numbers and a comma
Wouldn't change if I could always up to no good with the boys in the hood like Eazy-E
Really hope that I tell her before I die, I'ma look her in the eye, It's gonna hurt to see her cry
When she find out I'm a G
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
Yeah I might smoke a Little smoke
Yeah I might take a little drink
Yeah I might spin yo block
Yeah I might shoot and not think
Yes you know what I mean
Shit better you than me
Shit pop louder than my bud
Heard he was talking with a bug
So now we gotta pull up
Every rat gotta die for one slip of the tongue
Grew up in a hood where they know me by my name cause I get the F out and I leave them all R.E D
Got the word that he talking out loud and snitching on the gang so they they told me take his last breath
Pull up in the van say him? yes him so I put it on my shoulder than I cock and I aim
Put my finger on the trigger then I pull and I shoot and he fall another man who let the block meet his brains
Later that night I see red and blue lights hear sounds of a fight and shots on the street
Gotta hide my slug, gotta hide my drugs, here a knock knock at the door oh shit it's for me
So they put me on the wall, I don't say shit at all, leave in back of a car with the red and the blue
Whole time ma thinking I'm in school man who woulda knew it would be on the news
When she find out I'ma G
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
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Yeah I might take a little drink
Yeah I might smoke a little smoke
Yeah my rims really high
Yeah my whip really low
Yes you already know
Yes I might pull it out if he runs his mouth about myself cuause it makes a good show
Yes I may take the K to your place let it spray all day just so I could let them know
Leave'em dead and gone
My feelings went and gone
They want to treat me wrong cuz I talk a little slang
This what I was taught
This is in my heart
On the color of my skin and the blood in my veins
On the words that I speak
In the air that I breathe different girl every week and they all want to swang
Hit him once then twice then never again until the end up on a song that I sing
Like Pam, oh damn, before I get myself into some trouble I really got to quiet down
You would never catch a white kid, or hot water, or a grin on my side of town
Grew up in a place of hate like section 8 everybody on the stamps like me
But I grew up wanting to be rich so I made a little wish
Damn my Mama going to be pissed
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
Imma let It B
She gonna lose her words
I'mma letter C
Way too many girls
A lot up on my D
All they do is smoke
Maybe pop an E
Never drop a knee
I don't give an F
Told you I'm a
You should know what's next
Always on a vibe
And I never been stressed
I made my first 5
Now I never take less
People turn they back and I never been surprised
I shoot for the head so I always aim high
Gotta stay aware living Tupac's word when he said
Real eyes realize Real lies
Don't need a safe keep my money in the mattress
I 'on't care about your life I'm coming for your captains
Land of the free but I've always been captive
Can't talk on the phone cuz the government tapped in
Opposite effect we kill hopes and dreams, crush yo self-esteem when we talkin about our come up
Too selfish and not self-aware, I'll put you in a prayer for some numbers and a comma
Wouldn't change if I could always up to no good with the boys in the hood like Eazy-E
Really hope that I tell her before I die, I'ma look her in the eye, It's gonna hurt to see her cry
When she find out I'm a G
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
Yeah I might smoke a Little smoke
Yeah I might take a little drink
Yeah I might spin yo block
Yeah I might shoot and not think
Yes you know what I mean
Shit better you than me
Shit pop louder than my bud
Heard he was talking with a bug
So now we gotta pull up
Every rat gotta die for one slip of the tongue
Grew up in a hood where they know me by my name cause I get the F out and I leave them all R.E D
Got the word that he talking out loud and snitching on the gang so they they told me take his last breath
Pull up in the van say him? yes him so I put it on my shoulder than I cock and I aim
Put my finger on the trigger then I pull and I shoot and he fall another man who let the block meet his brains
Later that night I see red and blue lights hear sounds of a fight and shots on the street
Gotta hide my slug, gotta hide my drugs, here a knock knock at the door oh shit it's for me
So they put me on the wall, I don't say shit at all, leave in back of a car with the red and the blue
Whole time ma thinking I'm in school man who woulda knew it would be on the news
When she find out I'ma G
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one good look at me
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
When she find out I'm a g
I'm a bad motherf*cka hey mama take one more look at me
When she find out I'm a g
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Writer: Fred Alcantar
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Performed By: Fred
Length: 3:57
Written by: Fred Alcantar

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