Believe Me (Keymix)

[Hook: Troy Ave] I'm the only one who got the job done I got the juice now, I could let you borrow some Here's a couple apples from the saviour of the apple They ain't believe I wrote about it like the book of Matthew Now you see, believe me BSB the brand, I am King T They just let you down, they ain't [?] Cook, take a look, where the fuck they be? Nowhere, magazines no photo there Name a fuckin' town, they ain't even got a show there Bunch of bitches round, they ain't even got a ho here I'm Bruce Lee Troy, yeah the glow here, nigga [Verse 2: Young Lito] Uh, It's BSB we right back on that real shit And were I'm coming talk, homie we come to kill shit I got a short temper, guess it's just that ville shit We known to bring out them big guns for lil' shit So if you see someone in a blanket it ain't Will Smith But we might be playin' Jada, let's still spit My heart numb, I don't feel shit But I'm cooler now, tryna be on some chill shit But these niggas they just tweak shit And I don't really do the internet beef shit [?] my brother, he be on some peace shit Me I'd rather get the gun and RIP shit It ain't a secret, nigga we a [?] shit Fuckin' all the hoes that you wishin' you could sleep with Nigga you ain't nice, you just half way decent Never gettin' light, you're career's on a leash bitch And you niggas dissin', man are you kidding me? Y'all been rappin' before I lost my virginity Now I'm rappin' you're tryna feed off my energy You're a strugglin' rapper, you not my enemy I mean literally, what the fuck is a To some young niggas ballin', my nigga am one "Take that" like Diddy say Fuck you and your 50k, I kill you niggas any day [Hook] [Verse 3: King Sevin] BSB them niggas though You fuck with me you gotta fuck one of my niggas ho All in her mouth, I ain't tryna be a dentist though She ain't half blooded, but she catch it when I finish, woah I'm still a BSB stunta Got spurs in the winter, fly cars in the summer I run the plays, I ain't gotta get her number I touch down and send her back like a punter Cause if I kick it to her she ain't coming back She gon' run through my team like a running back I give you fifty, want a hundred back Or when you see me you, how you [?] like a lumberjack Believe me, it's easy Shorty blind, I ain't the one she came to see I'm on my grind I'm the one you never see A bitch can lose her mind and she gon' still remember me [Verse 4: Avon Blocksdale] Block coming through and I get the job done Ran up on him with the nine that how I drop some I'm playing eeny miney mo on niggas That's anybody getting hit when I blow the triggers Blocksdale, I could teach you how to tow a nigga Four pound, take em down underneath the sewer nigga Come on, let me show you how that Glock work Headshot, make a motherfuckin' top squirt Come on, I can tell you how that clock work On the block, careful when them narcs [?] Chef base, so-so on the stove top Corner after corner, half a bird in a week You'll get served in the streets Throwing words over beats [?] when its beef Niggas rather take to tweets Doesn't matter I could get a nigga murdered in a week So fuck a tweet, I could get a nigga murdered in the streets