Billion Bucks - Jarren Benton, Rittz, Jon Connor

Billion Bucks - Jarren Benton, Rittz, Jon Connor

Альбом
Freebasing With Kevin Bacon
Год
2012
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
301290

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Billion Bucks

Jarren Benton, Rittz, Jon Connor

Woke up and I feel just like a billion bucks

They gone hate with me don’t give a billion fucks

I’m in VIP I’m with a billion sluts

Everyday I feel just like a billion bucks

Uno, dou, tres, leggo

Y’all sucka ass niggas soft like jello

Pull up in the transam nose on the whole gram of the white girl nigga jay oh

fellow

Kick a nigga dope for the K-I-l-o

Blunt full of kush make a nigga feel mellow

Sianara to the bad guy to the 45 in the AK mutha fucka say hello

Hello, hi, me I’m high, mesmerized by neon lights

Bitch you know I throw off doctor said I’m not right

Got a white bitch but shes not bright

Hit the bitch and blow a nigga for his stickas then imagine what the ho would

do for a klondike

Feelin' like a billion

And I’m about to kill again

Hes on his own island bet them niggas think I’m gillagin

No resilience I’ll pop a nigga, drop a nigga Heath Ledger ya nigga

LI’mma pop a little pill again

What up to my homie Ned Fresh up out the pin again

I shove a mutha fuckas head right inside the ceiling fan

Leave a pussy nigga shaking in his Timberlands

D-d-d-d stuttering and t-t-t-t-trembling

Wake up feeling like a billion bucks

Bitch get to steppin' if you don’t fuck

I need a ho to give me future with the care blowin' in a space ship call the

bitch, Aeon Flux

Fall off in the club where the heat don’t tuck

This my year y’all be on suck

Gone on that Charlie Sheen that tiger blood bitch we goin' nuts like

Ok Jarren, dog I know they scared

When they see me and you together man it’s so unfair

Then when we killin these rappers I bet there’s no comparin

Not a fan of their music I hate the clothes they wearin

And I’m so embarrassed at the state of my city

Cause everybody rep they hood and I white boy spot

But when they really get the hood

Try and tell em where they from they be lookin at them like boy stop

But not me I’m from the north side

Feeling like a billion

I’m a slum-merican

Hung yourself fillygan, I’m with a resilient

Bitch who let me drill her

Afterward she call me up and say she never wanna chill again

It’s true one say my crew untamed the shit true

My black friends

Always rob my white friends

My white friends get drunk and start fighting each other

And when they bloody they be like aw we tight man

And this red light, damn, and this ain’t sharp rap, drop that shit on the

internet and when I see you

I’m a tuck in my denim where my sock at, cock back and to swing at your jaw

smack, man somebody tell him to fall back

The salt of it at just cost it, probably got a weapon in the octagon

I stop you while my Jimmy Scotts is on, what you thought, come on,

it’s my time man your watch is wrong

I’m gone, I’m on a whole nother playing field, my name is still Buzzing

I’m fuckin up the streets to watch it.

Rollin up the Sour D in the Cutlass

supreme

Fuckers put a grin in the name of Marcus, took a dream, it was steam and people

garbage

It was keen, momma I’m a be me regardless

People talk a lot of shit, 'cause I’m an easy target

Eatin Zani bars n drink at tops, I got them feeling like a billion

Switched on, Flinstone, make this buzzom his own

You ain’t know you grind, but I stay your man

So what you do, peace more.

You all niggas real fake, my own nigga’s Bill Gates

Killing the industry with the difference a gear make

I’m here for your ear sake, you wanna hear grey

You fucked up your look, I can hear a mirror brake

You make it so basic fall, the stairway to heaven you’re in lead to my basement

Based in the fucking basement it’s amazing the Matrix that I hazzle keeps save

'em

Hits give 'em the consake, won’t cite, I’m a psycho when I write like a riffle

Took out on my write ons, I swear that I blast every track man on the Bible

Back on, H squad, I came in the hood, nigga, just like y’all

Love I stand on my own two feet, but the haters they pray that I just might fall

No, never there, I drop classics, nigga, give me that

See how my name buzz on the internet, if it’s me against the world than I’m

winning that

See?

Look, my niggas trouble like five in the bank, you bullshiting like five

in the tank

See, I grind for mine, I earn my shots so why ain’t got another nigga to thank

More, please, get me gang at a young age, say niggas only reviews on the front

page

And I know that’s true, so you leave me in my eyes and do what you gotta do to

make sure that’s you

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