CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : What’s Your Intent?
(Verse 1:)
All them gangsta motherf**kers that were ??
I had 'em hold out their hands and put a gat in 'em
Looked 'em in the faces and then spat in 'em
I picked the meanest Rott in this
Look at when it got in his face his daughter's swat to dot
His others gotten monotonous
'Cause all ya b*t*hes swear ya made of cement
If you would've just had my f**kin money, I'd be straight as split
But all ya multi-millionaires have never paid us in rent
So what a house and motherf**kers that nеver made us a cent
(Hook)
What's your intеnt?
A man alive's a livin' c**t
You're into jude your intent
I wanna know where you stand, I mean as far as who you are
How would you act if woke up and tomorrow you're a star
(Verse 2:)
I made a little change
Now they got me doin' some shows wit ho's in 'em
But I ain't change I still wear my clothes with holes in 'em
And wear my hair however I like
Bic it to stick it to slick it back, lick it back and then pat it down to spike
I'm happy to be alive and well
But it's probably way too happy be when you're survivin' hell
But in a way I think I'm kinda glad at that
'Cause I appreciate the good now that I've had it bad
Now I'mma run it back
All them gangsta motherf**kers that were ??
I had 'em hold out their hands and put a gat in 'em
Looked 'em in the faces and then spat in 'em
I picked the meanest Rott in this
Look at when it got in his face his daughter's swat to dot
His others gotten monotonous
'Cause all ya b*t*hes swear ya made of cement
If you would've just had my f**kin money, I'd be straight as split
But all ya multi-millionaires have never paid us in rent
So what a house and motherf**kers that nеver made us a cent
(Hook)
What's your intеnt?
A man alive's a livin' c**t
You're into jude your intent
I wanna know where you stand, I mean as far as who you are
How would you act if woke up and tomorrow you're a star
(Verse 2:)
I made a little change
Now they got me doin' some shows wit ho's in 'em
But I ain't change I still wear my clothes with holes in 'em
And wear my hair however I like
Bic it to stick it to slick it back, lick it back and then pat it down to spike
I'm happy to be alive and well
But it's probably way too happy be when you're survivin' hell
But in a way I think I'm kinda glad at that
'Cause I appreciate the good now that I've had it bad
Now I'mma run it back
