Boldy James

Boldy James - Bet That Up lyrics

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(Hook)

A little shit you nigga start

Trust now, we taking precaution

Ain’t no blushing, they gave the shit you talking

One day you gonna have to wander getting to the scribe

Don’t go no confort, this ain’t true, it’s just a minute

One day you gonna have to walk and tugging, be tugging

Get that all, you with the hoers,

All the trust make me said it all

Get the fuck, I’m too bust, wrap that off

We’ll be tugging, really tugging, get that up

(Verse)

I am smoking the best, shout out the rest,

Selling rocks and the jakes

Ask any partner that ever got in the race

Did they had on this check I make it work for that bonus

Kept it back for that thirty slim in the circle of yolo

Did they growing that over dose and I burn on the shoulder

Getting’ pow and over thinking they serving and get all

Never had the drivers license no commercial and show to us

To quick that high on the high way

Put that work and we roll

Running from the rally, T-shirt with the blowin’

Already can’t you see runnin’

Try to skip scurt on the orders

While you turning over on a new league, a burn on the cover

World on the street is a wonderful map

(Hook)

(Verse)

Hold on and listen homie

No game and everybody got position on

Keep in one hunnit, get butterfly and snitching on

Half of your head get on problem when you’re addicted homie

When you’re a digit, I got bitches here lick or sucking your dick

I’m kicking your shit, take on with your bricks

Shake my background, don’t be here embrace the shit

Nigga hall in here now, drinking no gangsta shit

You say you live it, hoers do it for your shit

You say you gylla, niggas still taking your shit

Get the fuck about a hill x 2

‘fore we make you disappear x 2

(Hook)

(Verse)

Said you’ll be tuggin’ that shit too

Tell me somethin’ new

How the niggas wearing one hunnit so they let it do

Staging, busting _______(?) dragging throw the banging

Losing kinda ______(?)

And how they cut but that’s a kinda joke

You never cut the cube with the _____(?) straight the streets with the _____(?)

Don’t get no fuck if it’s just a nigga passing and blow

I tell you what, you better have my cut went to that doge and go

They causing a wisdom and getting all they wanna know

Went to my transport and get right in the hood

So just you just might see a roller road

Only keep it coming right next to you a slobber coke

And the Kalley pay this nace from the valley joke

(Hook)

(Verse)

Real life, great life, head life, street life

And for real pimp life

All I know is street life

Re-dice, police lights, for that ello, cheap price

Holding on to my hit type

Rolling banz with some pick ice

So that pedal with click

Sipping Mojito con Lala til I sip on

They call me Bold cuz of my street life

Pulling of all the peaces

Blowing back as a revenge

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