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lirik lagu doing bad – b.g

b.g. [talking]
w-ssup
ahh… w-ssup

verse 1
hard times got a n-gg- in all black
i’m gonna jack for that silver pack where it’s at
i need a hit n-gg-
i can’t quit n-gg-
get in my way and your sh-t get split n-gg-
uptown is a cage for monkeys and killers
got to be realah around all these guerrilas
but it’s cool i’m a young thug n-gg-
rough like a rug n-gg- ain’t scared to plug n-gg-
i was turned out at an early age
on v.l. not afraid the rocks and the twelth gauge
raised like a slave caught up in that thirteenth cage
on that dust ready bust
plus blunts got a n-gg- don’t give a f-ck
i hope you got your vest on
if you don’t when the k blast you won’t have your chest on
n-gg- now you get your rest on
brains blown gettin’ a yellow tape zone
motherf-cker

(chorus)
what the f-ck is it uptown keepin’ me doing bad
is it the silver packs is it the nickel bags?
what the f-ck is it uptown keepin’ me doing bad
is it the twenty sacks? is it the silver packs?
what the f-ck is it uptown keepin’ me doing bad
is it the dime bags? is it the nickel bags?
what the f-ck is it uptown keepin’ me doing bad
is the silver packs? is it the twenty sacks?

verse 2
all i wanted was to be comfortable with a lot of mil
(million)
and i’m risking going to jail and gettin’ left stale
i’m gettin’ tired of this all day block sh-t
c-ck glock with this rock after rock sh-t
could it be me servin’ for twenty,
2-5, 11-5, or the m-th-f-ckin’ even 5
and i’m servin’ 4 and a half to 28
and i might front it if you come straight it and not late
try to play me i’m gonna bust your m-th-f-ckin’ grape
i ain’t gonna be stingy with the yah because i ain’t fake
but now all i got is the nikel piece now
struggling with it tryin’ to get on my feet now
i’m on a hunt for some a-k funk
double barrel pump full of that skunk ready to pop the trunk
over this n-gg- they got a contract
i gots to have that give me the mad mask in the all black
muthaf-cker

(chorus)
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the silver packs or is it the nickel bags?
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the twenty sacks or is it the silver packs?
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the dime bags or is it the nickel bags?
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the silver packs or is it the twenty sacks?

verse 3
my pockets empty and i’m loaded that just don’t match
two and two together that’s why where the f-ck i’m at
on my -ss tryin’ to make a power move
servin n-gg-z two birds of flour it’s sour but it’s a come up fool
i’m on that dope it ain’t no secret but that sh-t ain’t shive
how am i stay high stay shive and get mine
i can’t do it so i gotta try to kick the habit
or that million i want i might not never have it
so i got to try to keep my m-th-f-ckin’ nose close
or i’m gonna end up drove with no hoes
it’s all about the f-ckin’ feddy, the mil
the eight, and the seven grams that sale on the scale
i can not fail to hit the top of the charts
young with heart i survive off street smarts
play with me clips slide in the k
play whit me i’ll spin your bin every day
i refuse to lose i paid dues to jump
i’m on a come up i i got the twelth gauge on pump
busted heads clips thrown my way
bustin’ heads to let you know i don’ t play
i’m out to have things i spit rhymes to get down
hands clap when i get down doing bad uptown

(chorus)
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the dime bags or is it the nickel bags?
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the dime bags or is it the silver packs?
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the nickel bags or is it the twenty sacks?
what the f-ck is it keepin’ me uptown doing bad?
is it the nickel bags or is it the dime bags?

talking
what the f-ck is it
i don’t know
n-gg-
don’t let that stop you from handling your issues

- kumpulan lirik lagu b g