That Be Me - LUD FOE, Juicy J

Ayy

Gang, gang

YSN street nigga, Out West money bitch

Straight gang shit, ayy, ayy

I was down to my last, nigga I was down bad

Had two dollars in my pocket, spent it on a black mask

Bitch I hang around with robbers, don’t be the victim

I couldn’t work a job 'cause I’m in the system

I got my revolver, tryna catch you slippin'

I didn’t even call her, I kept it pimpin'

Henny in my pimp cup, that’s what I’m sippin'

You can get your shit split, nigga if you’re trippin'

I got grams on the table, razor blades cut the dope

We was baggin' up the grams, twelve kicked down the door

I jumped out the window, ran through the gateway

Tried to jump the fence, tore my shirt on the black gate

Who that nigga with the bankroll?

that be me

Who put dick up in these skank hoes?

that be me

Who that nigga with that four-four?

that be me

Who the police say they looking for?

that be me

Who that nigga with the bankroll?

that be me

Who put dick up in these skank hoes?

that be me

Who that nigga with that four-four?

that be me

Who the police say they looking for?

that be me

Someone dropped the dime on me, cruisin' with my nine on me

Don’t believe the bullshit you hear, niggas lying on me

Candy coated paint wet, drippin' off my Cadillac

I hit shorty from the rear end, tried to break her back

I been trappin' all weekend, gettin' them dividends

Puttin' my motherfuckin' gun to use, broke the firing pin

Better not short a motherfuckin' dime when you’re paying me

I ain’t got the time for a bitch to be playing me

I be with the gangsters, I hang with the vicelords

Bloods and the crips with me, slidin' like skateboard

I was down and bad, plug fronted me, I paid for it

This bitch hit so fast, she’s a dime, so I paid for it

Who that nigga with the bankroll?

that be me

Who put dick up in these skank hoes?

that be me

Who that nigga with that four-four?

that be me

Who the police say they looking for?

that be me

Who that nigga with the bankroll?

that be me

Who put dick up in these skank hoes?

that be me

Who that nigga with that four-four?

that be me

Who the police say they looking for?

that be me

Who went from nothing to it all nigga?

that be me

Same nigga from the start nigga, that be me

Same hood, same squad nigga, same street

To make it out that shit was hard nigga, ain’t no peace

We was starvin' in the hood, it wasn’t never nothin' to eat

Corner store, fifty cent bag of chips and something sweet

Grab a Swisher or a dutch, break down the roaches, roll 'em up

It’s like nine in the morning on the block, we cold as fuck

Hunger pains amongst other things, gotta love the game

Feed the gang, smoke some weed and sip some shit to ease the pain

Money never made me but I can make a dollar

Ever since I can remember I’ve been poppin' my collar

Who that nigga with the bankroll?

that be me

Who put dick up in these skank hoes?

that be me

Who that nigga with that four-four?

that be me

Who the police say they looking for?

that be me

Who that nigga with the bankroll?

that be me

Who put dick up in these skank hoes?

that be me

Who that nigga with that four-four?

that be me

Who the police say they looking for?

that be me