lirik lagu grand daddy i u - slingin' bass
verse 1:
on the streets doin’ crimes is no joke
but you ain’t get no choice when you go broke
it’s either poverty or this a gun in your fist
and to survive in the streets you gotta take risks
they say you lose some you win some
but i don’t lose none cause i want income
and i ain’t workin’ for the nickel and dime
so i say f-ck that turn to crime
tryin’ to figure a way to get rich fast
sn-tch a pocket book and bust the b-tch -ss
but yo that still ain’t enough for me
i need doe so i can live comfortably
so i pulls enough stick up hold another vic up
till i got enough to make a pick up
it started out for self with an eighth a key
my momma says street life ain’t safe for me
but i ain’t tryin’ to hear none of that
cause pushin’ a motherf-ckin’ broom for the man ain’t where it’s at
so i set up shop on the block
gave a knucklehead a job on the corner sellin’ rock
flip the eight six times and got a whole key
now every n-gg- in town wanna roll with me
but i runs a tight shipment and won’t slip
a worker f-ck up a dime he gets pistol whipped
i’m in the game for all it’s worth
havin’ shoot outs and bouts for clout and blocks of turf
but i ain’t got no “s” on my f-ckin’ chest
huh so instead i wear a bullet proof vest
a n-gg- tests and i’m a check the fool i’m from the old school
i take respect with a tool
do what i gotta to survive as long as i’m alive
cause i ain’t f-ckin’ with no nine to five
i’m slingin’ b-ss
hook:
“b-ss” “more b-ss”
nickles, dimes, ounces keys
20, 50 100 g’s (x2)
verse 2:
yo sh-t is rollin’ money comin’ in thick
b-tches like magnetics clingin’ on my f-ckin’ d-ck
but i’m after something greater
give me the money the power and the p-ssy come later
rollin’ for self with wealth on the d.l.
and now live well cause d.r.u.g. sell
hard as stone takin’ over the projects
cashin’ in multi million dollar mob checks
the don of all dons
a straight up brut quick to shoot with loot like nicki bonds
last punk that tried to stop me
went straight to the morgue motherf-ck the autopsy
you know what it was a slug in his mug
but the punk n-gg-s people told the feds
now they knockin’ at my door (get the f-ck up c’mon)
i’m b-tt naked in the bed with a wh-r-
grab my drawers ran straight for the safe
i flushed the drugs and threw the doe in the pillow case
grabbed my nine and broke for the window
girl:
naw i ain’t jumpin’!
grand daddy i.u.:
then turn yourself in hoe
cause i ain’t goin’ out like a chump
i’m three storeies high but f-ck it i gots to jump
so here i come head first through the gl-ss
hit the ground and bust my whole f-ckin’ -ss
landin’ hurt but still i kept runnin’
i opened the car door quick and threw the gun in
drippin’ blood from my hands and my knees
look under the seat for the f-ckin’ spare keys
cranked her up and peeled off
leavin’ a fat trail of smoke as i broke the f-ck north
that’s when i heard a gun blast
took a look back and seen the coppers dead smack on my black -ss
rollin’ two cars deep no time to sleep
they had the b-tch i was with in the backseat
and you know the hoe tellin’
just got humped tryin’ to front with her c-nt smellin’
i get vex and start to let off
three in a row tryin’ to blow the old dirty snitch head off
i caught the driver instead
and opened his head went through the gl-ss
car crash now they all dead
still one car behind me
i got the doe in the back and my hand on my nine g
so i starts to unload
i put a slug in the engine and watch the whole sh-t explode
now that’s the end of the chase
you know where i’m headed to the motherf-ckin’ block slangin’ b-ss
motherf-cker
hook
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