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Betta Ask Somebody (Explicit)
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Betta Ask Somebody (Explicit) è stato pubblicato il 1 gennaio 2003 da G-Unit Records come parte dell'album Beg For Mercy
1 gennaio 2003
EtichettaG-Unit Records
LinguaEnglish
BPM89
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

[Verse 1]
I, know, you, know, I'm, on, fire
[Verse 2]
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
Oh, you wanna be tough ****, a look is enough
I'll put that snub nose to ya and bust ****
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
And they'll tell you I'm a soldier boy
And I done told ya, over and over boy
[Verse 3]
I come from a big city, the streets corrupt
Now I'm rollin with snub noses to heat you up
Out here ****'ll do anything to reach a buck
'Cause when you broke, you can't afford to fuck ya sneakers up
I take my time, keep my mind on my bank funds
Learn how to separate the real from the fake ones
Hand on my heater, need a replica to carry on
My **** just lost his momma and his daddy gone
From now on, I can provide 'cause my paper's straight
Family losing his legs, but I can take the weight
Some **** hate but I'll be damned if they hold me down
For **** didn't know me then, bet they know me now
Blunt and a smile, eventually it'll be a frown
'Cause every time I turn around, a **** locked down
While I'm in the world, tryin to bring my loot through
Hopin' one day we can kick it like we used to
My ****
[Verse 4]
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
Oh, you wanna be tough ****, a look is enough
I'll put that snub nose to ya and bust ****
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
And they'll tell you I'm a soldier boy
And I done told ya, over and over boy
[Verse 5]
Uh, they never seen twenty-sixes on a Hummer
My goal is try to fuck Trina by the summer
Some **** hate me, but they only made me
Go and put more ice in my mouth than Baby
G-Unit and Shady, them dudes is crazy
Next time, we only usin Dr. Dre's beats
Fuck you pay me, take your magazine flicks
This ain't no Nelly hurr, take a good look at this
Got the wrists of a chemist and the heart of a hustler
Plus i probably done robbed more artist than Russell
Always in trouble, you can blame my mother
Gave birth to a gorilla and raised him in the jungle
I ain't crawl, i stumbled across a Mexican with birds
Papi had coca leaf plants and pounds of herb
Keep my hand on my Glock and my ear to the streets
I'm a country boy, you can hear it when I speak, G-Unit
[Verse 6]
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
Oh, you wanna be tough ****, a look is enough
I put that snub nose to ya and bust ****
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
And they'll tell you I'm a soldier boy
And I done told ya, over and over boy
[Verse 7]
Bentley Azure dreams, G-5 agendas
The hood done made a **** heart colder than December
Don't take much to make my gun go off
One shot'll make a hard rock look oh so soft
If you don't know, you better ask who I be
Or end up in ICU gettin fed through a IV
Down in the Lou, they say they feelin' me dirty
In New Orleans they say I'm that ****, ya heard me?
From them Southside blocks to Watts, Westside don't front
You know about them Grape Street gangstas, G'd up
Rollin' that weed up
**** get outta line, get shot, stabbed, jacked, hit wit a bat or beat up
Fuck that, we on that same bullshit
Same forty cali-Glock, same full clip
Pussy-clat boy, ya nah wan' talk wit me
I'm a real rude boy, ya nah wan' rump wit me (Seen?)
[Verse 8]
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
Oh, you wanna be tough ****, a look is enough
I put a snub nose to ya and bust ****
If, you don't know who I be
You better ask somebody about me
And they'll tell you I'm a soldier boy
And I done told ya, over and over boy
Written by: C. Lloyd, Curtis James Jackson, David Darnell Brown, Pierre Alain Dahan
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