lirik lagu esham – you betta ask somebody (original)
all of detroit city!
this is for all them big nut n-ggas in detroit
i know you riding high boy, i know you riding high
[verse 1]
i’m ice skating through my city, 500 dropped
just got a fresh fade from the barber shop
gonna pick up my n-gga, we gonna hit the strip
got the 3-5-7 just in case we trip
might get a little drunk, might smoke some weed
if we f-ck with some hoes that’s all we need
i’m a real -ss n-gga and never fake
if you feel like me n-gga, pump your brakes
see i made this sh-t for the n-ggas who roll
tight like tony montana, out control
from the d-e-t-r-o-i-t
can’t no n-gga out there f-ck with me
i’m getting mail, f-ck a jail cell, post bail
esham getting paid, who you gonna tell
wit’ yo punk -ss, i blast
any motherf-cker running up in a ski mask
never outdone, only outdoing
t-tty bar b-tches is the hoes i’m scr-w-ng
why, cause all my n-ggas did
cause they’re addicted
to selling iieiio, and yelling hey ho
if you don’t know, i think you better go
ask somebody about a real n-gga ho, yo
[hook]
[verse 2]
i don’t just talk when it comes to making my snaps
cause i was slanging rocks way before all the raps
on the corner slanging dimes
f-ck the rhymes
young n-gga came up through the hard times
i’m a 7-mile riding, benz gliding
big bluntin’, ain’t no future in yo’ frontin’
from the fall of the best friends, y.b.i
now n-ggas in my city like do or die
all i do is smoke weed and f-ck these hoes
have them waiting by the phone hoping they get chose
all you punk -ss n-ggas be player hating
cause i’m making this money, straight regulating
and you be illegit, all counterfeit
ain’t about no business, all about bullsh-t
get your sh-t together
stop riding on the next n-gga’s d-ck
and loving these tricks
it all started as a toddler
.45 bullet swallower
dope dealer, footstep follower
slang an o-z, cause n-ggas want to know me
b-tch, mind your business, cause you’re nosy
i’m thinking how can i come up on the 8 feet
i never let the money get a chance to get away from me
street politicking, hoodrat d-ck sticking
call me colonel sanders cause i got the fried chickens
ill life wicket ways make me real trife
i bring the thought up it’s all about reel life
[hook]
[outro: zelah williams]
you better ask somebody, if you don’t know
x4
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