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Mind Yo Own - текст песни



Mind Yo Own


The Bigga Figga back on the mic


Poppin that shit that the young niggas like


Young playas comin up in the Moe


Down for the cause down for the bolo


Gankin, bankin, rankin, young playas like me be makin


Fools like you wanna ride the jock


When a nigga like me just started and start to clock


I gotta get paid I mean real fast


Cause a nigga doin bad gotta make cash


So I'm rollin around in a bucket


With a nine in my lap say fuck it


See a nigga in a 69' Coug


Gold ones and Vogues damn he's a fool


And he ain't from the S.F.C.


Where the nigga put my gloves on, G


But they can't find a fingerprint


Hand in a glove god damn no evidence


Fuck that shit I gotta get away quick


I gotta find another lick


There's a sucka on the third floor


The nigga leaves his house everyday about four


The bitch is outside candy on the ride


Damn the brother's fly


So me and my homies start creepin


But a brother on the bike is straight peepin


Tryin to watch for the riches


But I know what's going on a sucka straight snitchin


And you know he's trying to stop it


With a gun and a badge, walkie talkie in his pocket


Now he's trying my patience


Just because he works the Northern Police Station


So gets your cuffs and your badge


Cause a playa like me gonna kick some ass


Brothers in my business better leave it alone


And the title of the song (Texts of songs ) is mind your own




(yeah that's these five o ass niggaz, JT pop that shit


about these bitches)




One day me and my homie T.B.


Young Seff and the homie Young D


Moe headed to the studios to lay some vocals


For the homies in Frisco


Poppin you know watch the hoes jockin


Keep the beat rockin yes I be clockin


G's gettin paid on the under though


A young brother gettin paid at the studio


Freak by freak ho by ho


A nigga like me is here to let you know so


A playa like me gonna do my thang


But the hoes around the way like to gang-bang


Tell the freak to come to the house


And you live in Fillmoe


And the chick say fuck no


Damn dirty little tramps


Them hoes ain't got it like that


To be fuckin up a nigga coochie


Trying to fuck with the young J.T.


And I hate to mention, you want attention?


Get some longer extensions


Bitches, hoes, sluts


Walking around with no butt


Dirty hoes sharing clothes


And you talkin about rollin on Vogues


Dirty little bitch peasant I'm a call her


Tryin to get pregnant by a baller


Bitches in the Moe ain't no good


Livin low tryin to move in Turkwood


So they can give a party every weekend


Damn bitches be tweakin


Like me I tried to make a cake


She poured salt that's the whole mistake


And check it out all in my mix


Jockin fiending for the dick


But a friend is really trying to stop her


Getting big-headed and now she's playing proper


Got a little ass, got a little clothes


No money and the bitch got a big nose


Not cool now bitch who's the fool?


You listen to your friend now you got schooled


You can't lay me and you can't play me


A girl like you ya might bet sprayed see


You're phony plus you don't know me


Thinking you a Roni


Hoes in my business better leave it alone


And the title of the song (Texts of songs ) is mind you own, bitch




On the average day chilling in the parking lot


Not getting paid selling rocks or the fucking hop


Cause it's time to rhyme on gotta get a grind on


I think I got a beep, (nigga use my phone)


It's the manager and he wants me to go


To do a little show and he wants me to flow


I said I'm wit it where's the location


It's right by the nation so bring a donation


Filled to the brim talkin bout packed


All these people came to see a brother rap


So let me riggity-rap, riggity-roe


Riggity-riggity-reggae, mayday mayday, bitches payday


So come pay me before I pay you


But gafflin and gankin and you won't have a clue


Cause I'm so good and I'm so raw


And somebody's gettin paid I'm the one that you saw


Mind your own



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