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lirik lagu before u see me – b-eazy

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[intro: b-eazy]
ha ha, yeah! i go by the infamous name of b-eazy. barge house! you may catch me flying down i-35, or rolling down i-20. and they always ask…

[hook: b-eazy]
who dat? who dat? humming with that b-ss in the trunk/
roll that, blow that/ smoking ride smelling like skunk/
just know that whether i’m b-mping 2 twelve’s or 5 fifteen’s/
b-tch, you gone hear me, before you see me

[verse 1: b-eazy]
i’m doing this one for the single ladies & the g’s/
skating them 23’s, blowing weed or riding d’s/
or sliding on them gliding spree’s/
rimmed up & tinted up, can’t see who’s in that chevy, f-cker/
a pimp’s cup a pimp’s must, and we sippin syrup, sucker/
pops had a chevy impala & chopped the top on his truck/
sh-t, dropped it so low, swear if we hit a b-mp we would get f-cked/
i’m grippin grain, d-mn near got a splinter in my hand/
bending corners, banging ugk, i’m riding dirty man/
got plenty dirty money wrapped up in them rubberbands/
i’m repping for the struggle of us hustlers here & other lands/
this the only brother that can/
still k!ll the track and sound southern man/
and yet, and still rep for dallas/
will bet a thou, you can’t beat me in a domino hand/
shouts out to kinfolk in the pen/
once you get out we gone blow it in the wind/
sip cold hypno, mix it with the hen/
ball the f-ck out, then do it all again!/
that’s how it is when you’re riding in my city/
and often here’s what you’ll hear if you’re posted riding with me…

[hook: b-eazy]
who dat? who dat? humming with that b-ss in the trunk/
roll that, blow that/ smoking ride smelling like skunk/
just know that whether i’m b-mping 2 twelve’s or 5 fifteen’s/
b-tch, you gone hear me, before you see me
[2x]

[verse 2: b-eazy]
spell my name right: b-eazy, kiss no -ss/
ashy to cl-ssy so fast, i’ll pop up in your hood with no p-ss/
and get head from the girls with no -ss/
a hustler is what i’m know as/
i won’t stop like diddy, need more cash/
still claim to roc-a-fella like dame dash/
dallas is where i was raised at/
catch me on i-35 laid back/
or in pt’s spending them paper stacks/
i’m a major cat, here to save this rap game!/
cuz y’all cats steady rapping lame/
jack your man’s flow and say it ain’t the same/
take notes on how i spit these flames/
rip sh-t & mix it with southern slang/
kids, i’m giving you game/
it’s simple pimpin, i’ve trained/
went from having holes in black tops/
to top of this rap game! (anyway)/
i still want the rims that don’t listen/
check your reflection as they glisten/
stop at the light & they steady spinning/
like your neck when i’m next to you pimpin!/
get looks from old people when my b-ss shake they pacemaker/
your sh-t ain’t hitting if your speakers bout as thin as paper/
you riding factory, and boy that there just hacks at me/
i don’t care if your engine broke/
just go to the store and say you want yours bad as b’s!

[hook: b-eazy]
who dat? who dat? humming with that b-ss in the trunk
roll that, blow that/ smoking ride smelling like skunk
just know that whether i’m b-mping 2 twelve’s or 5 fifteen’s
b-tch, you gone hear me, before you see me

[outro: b-eazy]
dallas, tx (left, right)
[8x]

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