Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Future , by - Bootleg. Release date: 29.03.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Future |
| Eric Breed |
| Bootleg |
| Uh, give it to me |
| Part 2 baby |
| I got dollas in my pocket, not from rollin' (hustlers) |
| I’m a Navigator rider, it ain’t stolen (ballers) |
| I get paid (mo money, mo money mo, mo money, mo money mo) |
| It ain’t no future in your frontin' |
| (mo money, mo money mo, mo money, mo money mo) |
| (Verse 1: MC Breed) |
| This shit bumpin' |
| Somethin' funky people gonna bump to |
| Jump to, hit 'em up do what you want to |
| Got you where I want you |
| Ride to this Flint shit |
| Why you hatin' us nigga, still gonna rip shit |
| E-double, I proclaim the name |
| And you can watch a nigga bubble up and change the game |
| I got a pocket full of money and weed, that’s all I need |
| Sittin' waitin' on my nigga 'bout to get to get freed |
| Got the knowledge of a street scholar |
| Fuck an Impala |
| I want a 600 runnin', and when you see me holla, holla |
| See they swearin' I’m a criminal I’m puttin' Breed on the macks |
| 'Cause I keep the paint jobs all original |
| Them 20s will cover plenty of ground when I’m in your town |
| Fuck around, get clowned when I come around |
| I put it down all that talkin' ain’t nothin' |
| And I’mma tell you once again ain’t no future in your motherfuckin' frontin' |
| (Bootleg) |
| Yo Yo Yo Don’t make me shoot ya fool ain’t no future in your frontin' |
| Me and Eric Breed here to break ya off somethin' |
| I’m the B-double O-T-L-E-G F-L-I-N-T soldiers somebody should have told ya |
| I crush 'em clutchin' me Breed come to rush 'em |
| You want to hear lyrics listen up while I bust 'em |
| Sippin' on that Hen low inhale a good smoke now hold ya breath gag and choke |
| Fools can’t fade already done made it |
| Top of the line me and M. Breed are the dopest you can find |
| In the industry cause we be workin' with that chemistry |
| Magically takin' you to levels form gradually |
| Breakin' you off from different angles and tangles sytematically |
| Inhale exhale doin' automatically |
| Ah ha now yall can ride to the Dayton Family and M. Breed breakin' em of |
| worldwide |
| Don’t hate the player, player hater hate the game |
| You know who I am and all my thugs know my name |
| Who am I (the B-double-O-T-L-E-G) |
| Rap name (Bootleg) |
| Street name (Call him I.D.) |
| All that talkin' that you doin' that ain’t nothin' |
| Me and Eric Breed from Flint.(Flint town, MI hell yea, we in it) |
| It ain’t no future in your frontin'… |
| Flint town… |
| It ain’t no future in your frontin' |
| (M.C. Breed) |
| Never got caught with a birdie |
| Only ride 600 never ride dirty |
| 50 ones always wanna run and come search me |
| Paper chasin' always wakes a nigga up early |
| (Bootleg) |
| And I got dollars in my pocket not from rollin' |
| Since I’m not a fiend the my jewlery never stollin' |
| Puttin' «Bootleg» on everything I own |
| My white Navigator, 8 twelves on chrome |
| It’s the return of the Dayton thugs fresh out of prison |
| But I’m still bugged nothin' but slugs for me mugs |
| Me and 3−6 tearin' up the club anybody violate the family is gettin' drugged |
| Bootleg who said he can flow like I, I doubt it |
| Besides that fact Relativity won’t allow it |
| You can borrow my style but please bring it home |
| Cause my style be missin' its owner when I’m gone |
| Ain’t no future in your frontin' |