Bia' Bia' 2 featuring Too $hort & Chyna Whyte

Bia Bia, why you actin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you flexin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you lookin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you frontin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you actin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you flexin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you lookin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you frontin' like a, like a

Well get your hands up, get your hands up

God damn it motherfucker, get your hands up

Get your hands up, get your hands up

God damn it motherfucker, get your hands up

Well throw yo click up, throw yo click up

God damn it motherfucker, throw yo click up

Well throw yo click up, throw yo click up

God damn it motherfucker, throw yo click up

What chu' lookin' at (****), what chu lookin' at (****)

What chu' lookin' at (****), what chu lookin' at (****)

What chu' lookin' at (****), what chu lookin' at (****)

What chu' lookin' at (****), what chu lookin' at (****)

Now, What chu' wanna do, what chu wanna do

God damn it, fuckin ****, what chu wanna do

What chu' wanna do, what chu wanna do

What ****, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

Bia Bia, why you actin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you flexin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you lookin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you frontin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you actin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you flexin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you lookin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you frontin' like a, like a

Pour me some Bombay and fire up that bomb

It's about time somebody checked you, you bitch ass punk

I heard you slapped ya woman cause she told ya the truth

Real ****, bring out the ho in you

Us pimp **** get a foul ho, we chin check her

All you do is play the role ****, you just an actor

Won't let a bitch breathe, if she wanted with your's

You just a weak motherfucker, so insecure

How come she can't leave home without gettin' cussed out

Every time you get mad, you say get the fuck out

But I told her, I said it's cool, get at me

Come by the house and get nasty

I spit the real game

I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name

I told her to call me daddy

Trick **** if you tell me you's a playa, you's a lie

Cause you'll never be like Willie Dynamite and Super-Fly, you a

Bia Bia, why you actin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you flexin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you lookin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you frontin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you actin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you flexin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you lookin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you frontin' like a, like a

Bump, bump, bump, bump, lettin' no shots

Double Glock, Glock, ch-ch, **** pop pop

Don't stop in that Dirty South

Burn up the whole block, that's what this here we 'bout

**** livin' lawless, **** labeled heartless

Gonna see who's life is shortest regardless

This whole world to me is garbage

Tryna reap my harvest

I'm starvin' less than a life of ballin'

You still tryna find my callin'

And make a change, look into my eyes all you see is pain

Look up in the sky, all I see is rain

Ain't no sunshine, call me a monkey, but look I got king 9 bloodlines

With P9's and semi-autos, ain't guaranteed tomorrow name all I borrow

I represent the slums, ate the crumbs

Now I'm reachin' for a new height

Nothin' but love and we grew tight

Played and renew sigh, hustlin' for food tight

Who the dopest on the planet BITCH, Chyna Whyte

Bia Bia, why you actin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you flexin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you lookin' like a, like a

Bia Bia, why you frontin' like a, like a

Bia Bia