Lyric Kaught In Da Ak
Bring it in one time Solid Scheme
Hook: (x3)
(Gotta story to tell y all)
(Here s a lil story I got ta do)
Verse 1: Books
Uh
Well say hello to the bad guy or am I or [shit] cos I m ya
local slinger swinger quick ta bring the drama
plus not takin the sweat but test me if ya wanna
I m baggin kids up like they bag that chick T wanna
*?Prawley?* some ignore me others I bother
for the props and top dollar, G I m doin what I gotta, see
I puts the fear in ya heart kid, I start [fuckin] for nuttin
and no this ain t the dope that catch ya cuttin, bust
Now s the time to make my move cos I m out to do tha
kid that tried to slip for some buda, sleep (word up)
I peeped every spot his boys be, I got crew
But what am I do is get somebody new to do it for me
I m catchin wreck to prove a point, time is loot
and I ain t spinnin it in the joint but better yet
These days I m all professional, some new [shit] I got
I check this nigga that I used to snatch jewels wit
back in the day but nevertheless the kid s ass slingin gas
to pay bills to ford some pills that kill stress (I hear ya kid)
Now as for me G let s just say I learnt the rules
I paid my dues and now I cruise in my Lexus
No better time than the present to make him an offer
He can t refuse but might regret it, so I ma set it
Hook
Verse 2: Dray
Well, umm, take this job and shove it
punk [fuck] it, another day of workin
My boss is on my back and I m about to go berserkin
Catch a fit money grip cos pumpin gas is a bitch way
Niggas be ridin by my job and frontin like they bitchin
I wanna bust wit disgust cos I m sour (aha)
Takin all the [shit] and only gettin four dollars a hour
There go some bitches swearin that they better
givin a cold shoulder as they roll by in the [fuckin] jetter
I gets no pay though cos they know that you know
can t wait to take a [fuckin] break so I can go and puff this buddha
I m bustin my ass but my cash just ain t stockin
Now who s this creepin up the [fuckin] block-in?
Clockin, lookin like he really wanna test this
Just another dick, I oughta stick him for that Lexus
The [shit] is killin me, why this kid grillin me?
actin like he wanna bust caps and start fillin me
up wit some hot [shit], I spot [shit], I m buggin
I fuckin know this nigga because he used to be thuggin
my area, causes hysteria, I guess he chillin
We used ta rob niggas back in the day when I was illin
like jaw-cappin niggas just for yappin
He claim he got some loot that I can make, I give a clappin
Umm, let him kick it cos I ain t tryin to sink in
I need to make this dough so now ya know he got me thinkin
Hook
Interlude: Dray & (Books) conversing
Yo what up kid? I know that was you B, yo waz up?
(Yo what up kid? Yo, I m just out here doin my thing man
I m tryin ta make this loot man, what up to you?)
Yo what s up? Put me on kid, ya see what I m doin??
(I m sayin man, what you doin man?)
Word up, I get off in a few B
(Aight! Yo I m tryin ta see ya, word is bond!)
Yo yo, I ain t frontin kid, word is bond!
(Yo I ma see ya aight)
Verse 3: Dray, Books
Bringin it back cos now I m wit it
I m lookin ta make this loot so now I figure
I hooked up with this nigga
because he bound to make my pocket s bigger
I m lookin ta do this just gimme the cue and I m willin
He scooped up, suit me up
boost me ups so now I guess we re chillin
I m guessin we re like on some back-in-the-day [shit]
I need you to do me this
justice, some busters keep on playin me on some stupid [shit]
Crab nigga, up on the block he s just a tad bigger
Time to earn the cash so here s the burner and the match nigga
Yeah yeah yeah that sound cool so gimme the 2 because I m on it
I leave em layin stiff and if that s how ya really want it
I m buggin when I pull it, watch the bullet leave em leakin
Yo, hold up, cops! Yo I think them cops is peepin
Oh [shit], where they at? Stash the gat, toss the erb cuz
Jakes checkin my plates and I m tryin not to swerve, word
My nuts is shot, I think these cops is like schemin G
I m pullin to the curb because these *?hertz?* is high -beamin me
*police sirens*
Hook
Hook: (x3)
(Gotta story to tell y all)
(Here s a lil story I got ta do)
Verse 1: Books
Uh
Well say hello to the bad guy or am I or [shit] cos I m ya
local slinger swinger quick ta bring the drama
plus not takin the sweat but test me if ya wanna
I m baggin kids up like they bag that chick T wanna
*?Prawley?* some ignore me others I bother
for the props and top dollar, G I m doin what I gotta, see
I puts the fear in ya heart kid, I start [fuckin] for nuttin
and no this ain t the dope that catch ya cuttin, bust
Now s the time to make my move cos I m out to do tha
kid that tried to slip for some buda, sleep (word up)
I peeped every spot his boys be, I got crew
But what am I do is get somebody new to do it for me
I m catchin wreck to prove a point, time is loot
and I ain t spinnin it in the joint but better yet
These days I m all professional, some new [shit] I got
I check this nigga that I used to snatch jewels wit
back in the day but nevertheless the kid s ass slingin gas
to pay bills to ford some pills that kill stress (I hear ya kid)
Now as for me G let s just say I learnt the rules
I paid my dues and now I cruise in my Lexus
No better time than the present to make him an offer
He can t refuse but might regret it, so I ma set it
Hook
Verse 2: Dray
Well, umm, take this job and shove it
punk [fuck] it, another day of workin
My boss is on my back and I m about to go berserkin
Catch a fit money grip cos pumpin gas is a bitch way
Niggas be ridin by my job and frontin like they bitchin
I wanna bust wit disgust cos I m sour (aha)
Takin all the [shit] and only gettin four dollars a hour
There go some bitches swearin that they better
givin a cold shoulder as they roll by in the [fuckin] jetter
I gets no pay though cos they know that you know
can t wait to take a [fuckin] break so I can go and puff this buddha
I m bustin my ass but my cash just ain t stockin
Now who s this creepin up the [fuckin] block-in?
Clockin, lookin like he really wanna test this
Just another dick, I oughta stick him for that Lexus
The [shit] is killin me, why this kid grillin me?
actin like he wanna bust caps and start fillin me
up wit some hot [shit], I spot [shit], I m buggin
I fuckin know this nigga because he used to be thuggin
my area, causes hysteria, I guess he chillin
We used ta rob niggas back in the day when I was illin
like jaw-cappin niggas just for yappin
He claim he got some loot that I can make, I give a clappin
Umm, let him kick it cos I ain t tryin to sink in
I need to make this dough so now ya know he got me thinkin
Hook
Interlude: Dray & (Books) conversing
Yo what up kid? I know that was you B, yo waz up?
(Yo what up kid? Yo, I m just out here doin my thing man
I m tryin ta make this loot man, what up to you?)
Yo what s up? Put me on kid, ya see what I m doin??
(I m sayin man, what you doin man?)
Word up, I get off in a few B
(Aight! Yo I m tryin ta see ya, word is bond!)
Yo yo, I ain t frontin kid, word is bond!
(Yo I ma see ya aight)
Verse 3: Dray, Books
Bringin it back cos now I m wit it
I m lookin ta make this loot so now I figure
I hooked up with this nigga
because he bound to make my pocket s bigger
I m lookin ta do this just gimme the cue and I m willin
He scooped up, suit me up
boost me ups so now I guess we re chillin
I m guessin we re like on some back-in-the-day [shit]
I need you to do me this
justice, some busters keep on playin me on some stupid [shit]
Crab nigga, up on the block he s just a tad bigger
Time to earn the cash so here s the burner and the match nigga
Yeah yeah yeah that sound cool so gimme the 2 because I m on it
I leave em layin stiff and if that s how ya really want it
I m buggin when I pull it, watch the bullet leave em leakin
Yo, hold up, cops! Yo I think them cops is peepin
Oh [shit], where they at? Stash the gat, toss the erb cuz
Jakes checkin my plates and I m tryin not to swerve, word
My nuts is shot, I think these cops is like schemin G
I m pullin to the curb because these *?hertz?* is high -beamin me
*police sirens*
Hook
