CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : LeBron James
(Uh-huh)
Before these millions that I made off bein' Godly on these beats
I been a beast, was really in these streets, had pounds in my Caprice
Had n***as' BM's tryna axe cuz I got money like I'm Meech
Case n***as tripped, had Nina on my hip, .25 inside my wheats
Got a tattoo in my f**kin' face, a teardrop I done weeped
Had to son 'em like Ray-Ray, like Hoover Deuce, I keep a piece
I kicked some doors, I had to breach
You n***as dissed, now they deceased
How I keep iron in my pants, you'll think I'm tryna make a crеase
I'm like Freddy, b*t*h, don't go to sleep, TLC, I creep
Killas at thе front and back case he run outside like a sweep
Walk up on him, cannons camera-ready, call that 'meet n greet'
And if his homies keep on talkin sh*t, his dawg's next like a leash
I'm the butcher, please bring me that beef
You get popped like you grease, ain't nothin' sweet
The .40 hold a d**k, just like a pair of briefs
Take his soul, then go change my clothes, I'm talkin' fly, no beak
I'm chasin' dreams while they been hatin' on me, I feel Iike I'm Meek
On my soul, they couldn't fill my shoes, like a pair of cleats
Might f**k your girl, tell that b*t*h to drop and call that incomplete
I let her ride me till she f**kin' c*m, I call that mountain peak
She go down low after we bump and grind, remind me of my Jeep
Hoo-hoo, I'm rock hard, she wet as a creek
I'm good with the steel, like a thief
I'm good with the Tech, call me 'Nique
I am a lion, they sheep
I'll leave 'em lyin' in sheets, whoo
From Monday to Sunday, they weak
I'm out this world, out they reach
Who f**kin' with me? Nobody, boy don't get it twisted
I'm drippin like sweat, I ain't Keith, hoo-hoo
B*t*h, I ain't nothin' nice I ain't bein' mean
Had these b*t*hes on D, I might need a screen
I pull up in this foreign, your w**** will get right
And yeah, she know the script, it ain't Stephen King
Shoutout to FGE, we the team
Mine is so real, I don't even dream
I ain't gotta cheat, but how every punch goin' nuts
The ref' told me to keep it clean
When I win, it's the end, call it Wednesday
Toolie put two in his head, call it Tuesday
Let me make myself clear like I'm Blu-Ray
Put that piece to his top, like a toupée
I like to creep when they sleepin'
You better hope that you're up, like the UK
I'm drippin' like water, you better be cool or get hit with this 9
Bobby Boucher [pronounced BOO-shay]
The illest n***a ever since Wayne
Plus I got some sh*t that could fix pain
These n***as don't got they b*t*h trained
I'm that n***a I don't gotta spit game
My pockets swole-er than Ving Rhames
Whenever I storm in, I drip rain
I'm Jordan on you, in them shoes, I'm in Louboutin's
Spikes on the side, like a Knicks game
Execute 'em, never exchange
Executin', never explain
I been takin' sh*t out like the Grinch came
No Nick Cannon, I use to let sticks bang
While I sold Mary Jane, like I'm Rick James
I was straight thuggin, baby, like Rich Gang
I still keep it a buck and ain't sh*t change
Tech 9 on my hip if sh*t gets strange
'Bout to kill sh*t, so the steel grip, like a film strip, how the clip hang
Ike Turner, let the b*t*h sang
Now his homies blue, no Crip gang
N***as used to play till them bodies dropped
I got clean on they a**, n***a, body wash
Gloves on, steel on, these [?] when Rocky boxed
Yeah, I took 'em out soon as I saw 'em slippin', like refs when 2 players in hockey box
Yeah, you heard what I said, I done left n***as dead, Nina spit at they head, call that sloppy top
F**k n***as pretend to be hard
When they know that they really be fraud
If you like to play games then I'm slidin'
I've [?] race, like a memory card
Don't be scared, you gon get to meet God
Angel, show 'em where the gates at
Magnum on me, not the latex
Always kill 'em with the straight facts
If my son got a game, I got soldiers there
Like a strip club we got poles in there
I will change a n***a, not on a spare
Man, your favorite rappers, they don't compare
Rap God, a cold day in hell, if I go they gon think it was snowin there
B*t*h I'm from the [?], where it's cold at
My mom was off white, like a polar bear
I felt kinda happy when she go to jail, cuz I knew she was safe and was sober there
She got out, I took her on a shoppin' spree
Told her shop like she never had clothes to wear
Watch me ball at the top like Hulk Hogan head
Yo' b*t*h wet as a pool, yeah, I dove in there
I pulled it out and I put it down
Shawty sat on my d**k like a foldin' chair
She bring me that pu**y with no draws
She know that Kit-Kat'll get broke off
Every show I do dope, n***a, Snowfall
Don't try to hold me, you gon' fall
Although I'm ballin, it ain't sh*t to travel and then do 'em foul, like it's no calls
B*t*h, I walk with a stick, and I don't mean a cane, but I stay with that thang, like I'm O-Dawg
Make 'em pay while I teach 'em, like colleges
Got a check and a strap, like [?]
I'm FGE till the f**kin' end
I couldn't switch sides
Before these millions that I made off bein' Godly on these beats
I been a beast, was really in these streets, had pounds in my Caprice
Had n***as' BM's tryna axe cuz I got money like I'm Meech
Case n***as tripped, had Nina on my hip, .25 inside my wheats
Got a tattoo in my f**kin' face, a teardrop I done weeped
Had to son 'em like Ray-Ray, like Hoover Deuce, I keep a piece
I kicked some doors, I had to breach
You n***as dissed, now they deceased
How I keep iron in my pants, you'll think I'm tryna make a crеase
I'm like Freddy, b*t*h, don't go to sleep, TLC, I creep
Killas at thе front and back case he run outside like a sweep
Walk up on him, cannons camera-ready, call that 'meet n greet'
And if his homies keep on talkin sh*t, his dawg's next like a leash
I'm the butcher, please bring me that beef
You get popped like you grease, ain't nothin' sweet
The .40 hold a d**k, just like a pair of briefs
Take his soul, then go change my clothes, I'm talkin' fly, no beak
I'm chasin' dreams while they been hatin' on me, I feel Iike I'm Meek
On my soul, they couldn't fill my shoes, like a pair of cleats
Might f**k your girl, tell that b*t*h to drop and call that incomplete
I let her ride me till she f**kin' c*m, I call that mountain peak
She go down low after we bump and grind, remind me of my Jeep
Hoo-hoo, I'm rock hard, she wet as a creek
I'm good with the steel, like a thief
I'm good with the Tech, call me 'Nique
I am a lion, they sheep
I'll leave 'em lyin' in sheets, whoo
From Monday to Sunday, they weak
I'm out this world, out they reach
Who f**kin' with me? Nobody, boy don't get it twisted
I'm drippin like sweat, I ain't Keith, hoo-hoo
B*t*h, I ain't nothin' nice I ain't bein' mean
Had these b*t*hes on D, I might need a screen
I pull up in this foreign, your w**** will get right
And yeah, she know the script, it ain't Stephen King
Shoutout to FGE, we the team
Mine is so real, I don't even dream
I ain't gotta cheat, but how every punch goin' nuts
The ref' told me to keep it clean
When I win, it's the end, call it Wednesday
Toolie put two in his head, call it Tuesday
Let me make myself clear like I'm Blu-Ray
Put that piece to his top, like a toupée
I like to creep when they sleepin'
You better hope that you're up, like the UK
I'm drippin' like water, you better be cool or get hit with this 9
Bobby Boucher [pronounced BOO-shay]
The illest n***a ever since Wayne
Plus I got some sh*t that could fix pain
These n***as don't got they b*t*h trained
I'm that n***a I don't gotta spit game
My pockets swole-er than Ving Rhames
Whenever I storm in, I drip rain
I'm Jordan on you, in them shoes, I'm in Louboutin's
Spikes on the side, like a Knicks game
Execute 'em, never exchange
Executin', never explain
I been takin' sh*t out like the Grinch came
No Nick Cannon, I use to let sticks bang
While I sold Mary Jane, like I'm Rick James
I was straight thuggin, baby, like Rich Gang
I still keep it a buck and ain't sh*t change
Tech 9 on my hip if sh*t gets strange
'Bout to kill sh*t, so the steel grip, like a film strip, how the clip hang
Ike Turner, let the b*t*h sang
Now his homies blue, no Crip gang
N***as used to play till them bodies dropped
I got clean on they a**, n***a, body wash
Gloves on, steel on, these [?] when Rocky boxed
Yeah, I took 'em out soon as I saw 'em slippin', like refs when 2 players in hockey box
Yeah, you heard what I said, I done left n***as dead, Nina spit at they head, call that sloppy top
F**k n***as pretend to be hard
When they know that they really be fraud
If you like to play games then I'm slidin'
I've [?] race, like a memory card
Don't be scared, you gon get to meet God
Angel, show 'em where the gates at
Magnum on me, not the latex
Always kill 'em with the straight facts
If my son got a game, I got soldiers there
Like a strip club we got poles in there
I will change a n***a, not on a spare
Man, your favorite rappers, they don't compare
Rap God, a cold day in hell, if I go they gon think it was snowin there
B*t*h I'm from the [?], where it's cold at
My mom was off white, like a polar bear
I felt kinda happy when she go to jail, cuz I knew she was safe and was sober there
She got out, I took her on a shoppin' spree
Told her shop like she never had clothes to wear
Watch me ball at the top like Hulk Hogan head
Yo' b*t*h wet as a pool, yeah, I dove in there
I pulled it out and I put it down
Shawty sat on my d**k like a foldin' chair
She bring me that pu**y with no draws
She know that Kit-Kat'll get broke off
Every show I do dope, n***a, Snowfall
Don't try to hold me, you gon' fall
Although I'm ballin, it ain't sh*t to travel and then do 'em foul, like it's no calls
B*t*h, I walk with a stick, and I don't mean a cane, but I stay with that thang, like I'm O-Dawg
Make 'em pay while I teach 'em, like colleges
Got a check and a strap, like [?]
I'm FGE till the f**kin' end
I couldn't switch sides
