Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bout Dat , by - ProRelease date: 12.07.2010
Song language: English
Bout Dat |
| Uh, yeah, look |
| I put it down for the homeboys, rep hard |
| And no set trippin'. |
| Homeboy, I rep God |
| I bout the Jesus if you wonder why I’m living |
| See the cross on my back if you wanna get specific |
| Tell me user it in the game, I suggest you do the same |
| You’ll never lose the pain, doing lines of cocaine |
| There’s no substitute for the truth |
| You can check the graveyard if you looking for proof (give it out man) |
| See the wages of sin will have you casket fresh |
| But you’ll be in a casket losing a match with death |
| Man I wanna see the most High lifted up most high |
| So ya’ll will look upon Him and finally see the true light |
| Believe me why would I lie |
| I’m reppin for the Father 'til the day I die |
| Homeboy I’m bout dat |
| I can’t be perfect even if I tried |
| So today I met Christ and let 'em have my life |
| Homeboy I’m bout dat |
| I’m bout choppin' up truth with the brethren |
| Under the King cause nobody is ahead of Him |
| All my allegiance to the Lord I give |
| And get low like the Ying Yang twins, that’s the lane I’m in |
| Yeah I’m back pimpin', satan tried to sift me |
| Cling to the cross tell 'em get gone quickly |
| So when I die remember me as a believer, my identity is found in the one that |
| we call Jesus (Christ) |
| I lean on 'em like my leg broke (leg broke) |
| Was a dirt bag but the Spirit clean with the best soap (best soap) |
| DNA homie, dead now alive, was an enemy of God now adopted to the Christ |
| Believe me why would I lie |
| I’m reppin for the Father 'til the day I die |
| Homeboy I’m bout dat |
| I can’t be perfect even if I tried |
| So today I met Christ and let 'em have my life |
| Homeboy I’m bout dat |
| I’m bout layin down my gift at the throne |
| So that mean I put my ego in a choke hold |
| My everything in the Lord who I trust on |
| Cause through Him I been redeemed like a coupon (cha-ching) |
| You can call me a weirdo I like dat |
| I ain’t tryna fit in my Father on His way back |
| You can have the world I don’t need no part |
| Illegal alien and I don’t wanna green card |
| A citizen to the church now, if 'Blackout' birth a king then I’m castin' my |
| crown |
| To the feet of the Savior, only one that could save us |
| We was once dead, but the Spirit was sent to raise us |
| Believe me why would I lie |
| I’m reppin for the Father 'til the day I die |
| Homeboy I’m bout dat |
| I can’t be perfect even if I tried |
| So today I met Christ and let 'em have my life |
| Homeboy I’m bout dat |