lirik lagu crooked i – beach city bitch (rack city freestyle)
[intro]
what’s up hip hop?
it’s ya boy, crooked i
i’ve just been like
i’ve been thinking about this music sh-t
a whole lot
all this fake–ss n-ggas man
they always talk about the money, cars and clothes
but they will never talk about you know being broke
if he was born rich how you so hood n-gga? you ain’t hood n-gga
fake -ss mothaf-cka
in none we trust ep – the prelude december 13
y’all know what it is hah, c.o.b. n-gga
yo, shouts out to mack maine from ymcmb
h-ll n-ggas down and live in miami
[verse 1]
i’m off that match box 20, i need to hit the jackpot
i’m broke so i’m low enough to black block semi
taking back shots of henny, cause that’s my remedy
i’m wondering how much money we robbing a crack spot give me
if they only [?] and cues, kicking the door and they start squeezing tools
next time you’ll see me on tv will be the news
rapper found slain for the past people choose
mom seem to blues and n0body wouldn’t give a f-ck
excess wait for the word to nip and tuck
man i start thinking crazy when i’m the rut
i know i come from seamen and i’m still a nut
welcome to the inferno, when a gun start touching you kids like sandusky
look the other way like paterno
ain’t writing rhymes but i’m writing in my journal
letters to god but i don’t know if he concern them
they say h-ll waiting on the sinner
all my life feel like satan hating on a n-gga
no paddle travel up a defecating river
sh-ts creek, sh-t’s weak, ..praying on my level
tracking the vicious cycle, this is life
but my life is my biggest rival
sh-t is try but i can’t pick a different life
so grip a mic, tell you what go a n-gga psycho
tell the world, it ain’t nothing you can do with me
i call you no cl-ss–ss n-ggas truancy
i came out of ugly situations beautifully
i built a house out of bricks, haters through with me
i’m from the beach city b-tch
[hook]
beach-beach city b-tch, beach city b-tch
beach-beach city b-tch, beach city b-tch
beach-beach city b-tch, beach city b-tch
beach-beach city b-tch, beach city b-tch
[bridge]
now work the pole
strip to some real sh-t, you shoe model
ya naked, modelling shoes
got that one from my n-gga, jazzy [?]
b-tch! sssutt sssutt and all that
ok, bye!
[hook]
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