Lyrics Birthday - Blac Youngsta

Birthday - Blac Youngsta
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Date of issue: 17.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Birthday

I’m not guilty
I’m innocent
I’m not guilty
I’m innocent
What you wanna die on your birthday?
Squeeze that fire on your birthday?
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me to put you on a shirt lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang gang gang)
Adolph Thornton wanna see me dead and gone (gang)
This a rat-tat-tattle song (gang gang)
Dropped that Bulletproof and made a statement
Rattin' ass nigga you was dead wrong (bitch)
Snitched on every song
Talking to everybody and gossiping on every phone
Fuck nigga pressed charges
And got the feds running up in every home
I got to play it safe out here
Adolph Thornton got me tryna beat a case out here
They tryna get me out the way out here
Tryna lock me up 'til I turn a lil gray out here (gang)
These niggas gay out here (gang)
Pussy ran out of timing, taking niggas straight out here
It’s so much hate out here
Run up on me, you can die broad day out here
Tell the whole world how you called around the city
Had a few niggas come and tell me you was sorry
Tell your fans the truth
Tell 'em how you really wasn’t trappin', you wasn’t nothin' but a barber (ho)
Tell 'em how daddy-o used to lil boy you, make you run to the store for a cigar
and some water (ho)
Tell 'em how we had a show together, you ain’t come in 'cause you thought I was
gon' rob you (ho)
Die on your birthday
Squeeze that fire on your birthday
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me to put you on a shirt lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang gang gang)
Lost so many niggas to this shit
I just wanna thank God 'cause I’m breathing
I get my gun out when I’m delivering
I got my gun out when I’m receiving
If you shoot on me I ain’t gon' snitch
And show up in court, I’ma get even
I’ma just stop a lil nigga from breathing
I’ma make your lil cousin have a seizure
You the only nigga comin' CIAA with a bulletproof truck
Scared for your life
How you gon' go and shoot your own truck up
And play dead for the night?
(gang gang)
And then press charges on me
And tell the police I did that shit (gang gang)
Now the feds say that I’m a menace
This is for all the young niggas innocent
I’m innocent
Lamborghini, I ain’t rented that
Fuck Trump
Ain’t been a good president since Kennedy (ho)
If Dolph show up in court, man these bitches gon' sentence me
On my paperwork they got the nigga’s name in every sentences
What you wanna die on your birthday?
Squeeze that fire on your birthday?
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me to put you on a shirt lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga?
(uh-uh, gang gang gang)
You lil rat ass bitch
You know what I’m sayin'
Your whole clique pussies man
I’ll go to war with all you bitch ass niggas
PRE, Pussy Rat Entertainment
All you niggas bitches
Your whole clique nigga
Bitch ass nigga
You ain’t nothin' but a motherfuckin' barber nigga
You know motherfuckin' well you had them motherfuckin' long, big dirty ass
stripes and shit
You know what I’m sayin', cut good hair and shit
Hair all over your shirts and shit
You lil junky ass bitch
Yeah ho
I’m innocent, innocent
I’m innocent, innocent
I’m innocent, I’m innocent
I’m innocent

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