Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yep Yep , by - Tru Life. Release date: 25.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Yep Yep |
| How many styles have I got? |
| I’mma just say «A lot» |
| How many niggas have I shot? |
| Fuck is you a cop? |
| And where I’m from? |
| I’m from where ever the fuck I’m at |
| See niggas respect Saigon all over the map |
| I done lived in Brownsville, lived in the Val' |
| Love with eastside nigga, G.I.'s hold me down |
| I’m good in South Central, wherever I go |
| I got more shooters in the Chi' than niggas that’s from Chicago |
| No I ain’t Hollywood, I’m in the hood bitch |
| I ain’t Baby or Manny Fresh but I’m Hood Rich |
| I got enough to get me some good shit |
| And laugh at you when you come around with them wood chip |
| A lot of haters like «Sai, why you ain’t blow up yet?» |
| I’m like, «Nigga you 35, why you ain’t grow up yet?» |
| In the club spending rent money on Moet |
| Knowing good and well yo' ass gon' be in more debt |
| Yep yep |
| Tonight a gun fight go down |
| Yep yep |
| So light it up and let the blunt go 'round |
| Yep yep |
| Somebody ass gon' get beat down |
| Yep yep |
| Now |
| Yep Yep |
| Oww |
| Yep Yep |
| Y’all don’t know about this life I’m into |
| Won’t even slap you, get beat down by Laquinta |
| Before I chill you could squeeze blood outta rap |
| Give you your girl back cause she squeeze nut out my… |
| Lizzy this, Lizzy that, «Heard the Inmates broke up.» |
| Watch your mouth homeboy, you’ll get poked up |
| This ain’t just rap, whole fam is tatted up |
| We don’t play baseball, but you’ll get batted up |
| Nigga boo me, shit God better bless |
| Hop off stage and knock out fans like Artess |
| I’m a G, yes yes, shit I’m one of the best |
| I was wearing a vest for' I had hair on my chest |
| When I had peach fuzz I was off the meters |
| Snuff motherfuckers who scuffed my sneakers |
| Hate cleaning them shits with damn Griffey |
| Momma raised me right I just didn’t listen |
| See me on Smack with Tru |
| I’ll beat your ass till you black and blue |
| They couldn’t pay me enough to do a track with you |
| You’re not real, it just wouldn’t feel natural |
| You can see me on the Smack with Sai' |
| Talk greasy and I’ma black ya eye |
| Me and Ginny the truth and we ready to ride |
| Mother-motherfuck yo' life |