Bitch Ass World

[Verse 1] Yeah, my nigga's own father shot him in The stomach like four times He took a step back, look his pop In the eyes and he survived Nigga that shit so crazy Dog on life I hit survive Nigga that shit so crazy Nigga on life I swear for God What could make a nigga try to murk his own son? I know I'd die for mine Your parent got a divorce Nigga shot your bitch ass and quit crying My nigga be strong, nigga hold your own Nigga this world ain't no ho So many people I really love, they ain't alive no more My day my niggas don't fuck with me no more Because they broke Like 21 years right down the drain my hearts are called no joke Nigga that shit so crazy Nigga on life I swear for God My nigga got shot on that front lawn That's where he died [Hook 1] Bitch ass world tryna hold me back Bitch, bitch ass world Bitch ass world tryna hold me back Bitch, bitch ass world Bitch ass world tryna hold me back Bitch ass world tryna hold me back Bitch ass world tryna hold me back Bitch, bitch ass world Bitch ass world tryna hold me back Bitch, bitch ass world Bitch ass world tryna hold me back Bitch, bitch ass world Bitch ass world tryna hold me back [Verse 2] Nigga in this wise they gettin' dick come take a flick With a nigga who'd get all his shit and call him Chip Up the text soon as they call the shit they call it quits Shot the band and shot the audience I'll applaud him bitch Clapping at him, I don't care if it's not fair I don't care if they pussy don't even got hair Till my gunners don't let him live Till my gunners go up to the suburb where they mama live and pop the crib Bitch I'm from the 44108 murder zone Be Cali getting crown like I never heard of dome I am king look what I came I own my own name I ain't trade it for fame I am the same [Hook 2] Walkin though the crib with a chopper like Malcolm X Walkin though the crib with a chopper Walkin though the crib Walkin though the crib with a chopper like Malcolm X Walkin though the crib with a chopper Walkin though the crib Walkin though the crib with a chopper like Malcolm X Walkin though the crib with a chopper Walkin though the crib Walkin though the crib with a chopper like Malcolm X Walkin though the crib with a chopper like Malcolm X [Verse 2] Got that MAC nasty and the [?] Ready to shoot it out with the hook if they raid the crib So if I open all you this ain't no laser tag The fuck is you gonna do if that gonna make me mad You can buy school but can't pay for class I say bullshit long as you're paying cash You too can get an 8mm .22 and my tempo's playing Pencil brakes with .38's graduated to a Ber' Staring through the drapes peaking though the blinds With this AK-47 4-5 TEC-9 and the .40 that'll blow your mind [Hook 2] [Verse 3] Yeah blood thicker than water, but money thicker than blood But that's the one I spent on rodeo you can get dub I'm in the coupe with something cute gettin' this loot Racks in my pants, racks in my hands, racks in my boots Got your advance except I don't owe it back like you All of this mine watch me go ham I could buy you True, my entertainment sell appliances If King Chip ain't on your stereo, then why you buy the shit Hit the club with a hundred killas like an Afghan Hit the club in all black looking like Batman King Chip is too heinous you ignoramus Can nappytab my name on your face Know what my name is [Hook 2]