CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Ron Artest
Everybody wit’ us that dog sh*t man
You know what’ I’m sayin’
He pa**ed me the ball, yeah, he never pa**es me the ball
And he pa**ed me the ball
Kobe pa**ed me the ball and I shot a three, yeah
Yeah
N***as yelling through the stands, watch what you saying
Blowing peanut b***er cookie with my cup like jam (Perc)
Turn to a Warrior, put a dub on your head
You don't wanna work, put some drugs in his hand (Yeah)
In a vert, put a top on that b*t*h like a hoodie (Melo)
Doing top speed while my hands on her goodies (Phew)
Dirty a** boy, why yo pop so muddy (Dirt)
Got so much cheese, I can’t trust nobody (Boy)
My mind f**ked up, can't f**k with nobody (Uh uh)
Dealing with heartbreak, I don't love nobody
If you wanna make a couple racks, come with me (c'mon)
You ain't gotta slip, blue kit one fifty (Blue)
Up that b*t*h, n***as turn into Ricky (Ricky)
Turn with a bag, n***as turning in giftie (Run)
Turn right 'round, I'm coming home wit it (I'm back)
It ain't bout guap, don't call my phone n***a
N***as real life dumb, I don't get along with it
Prolly gon’ f**k if I'm left alone with her (Phew)
I just can't pursue these rat a** b*t*hes cause they doing it for clout (clout)
Neighbors keep on peeking through window cause I'm running in and out
Grab the Draco off the couch, yeah (Grab the Draco off the couch, yeah)
I got mud in my ice tea (Yeah mud in my ice tea)
Rose gold on a white tee (Rose gold on a white tee)
I heard this b*t*h wanna fight me (Heard these b*t*h wanna fight me)
Yeah, my b*t*hes don't excite me (Mhm, f**k on)
Right now, I'm court side like Spike Lee (Yeah yeah)
Getting rich off rap, man, life free (free life)
White lows, man I do 'em like twice a week (that ain’t nothin’)
Pillow talkin’ to a rat then try and speak, n***as weird
Thumb f**ked up ate Perc now I'm cured (Good)
Yeah, you in the streets but you lost, you a deer (Lost)
N***as riding for a rap buzz, I don't care (Why)
Miss me with the rap sh*t, I was there (Facts)
Live in the flesh, Ron Artest
Counted me out, came back I'ma champ (Ballin')
She just wanna suck a n***a dry, she a vamp (Ooh)
Told me f**k a new chair, I need a lamp (Light)
Ain't nobody else puttin’ mine on the map (Uh uh)
Free P, I'ma hold it down 'til he back (P)
That n***a face trippin' going live in the trap (Ya)
I got it right now, reporting live with the racks
Ay, I just touched down, yeah I’m lookin’ for the lean
Callin’ for the work, send the bookers to Alim
Thought I got ‘em made but they really double G’s
You ain’t never ‘nuff to f**k up a hundred G’s, n***a
Ay, sometimes I fell left out
Two hundred thousand in the bed so I'm stressed out
Tss, living legend I’m blessed now, ay
Still going through the trenches
Still yelling, free my n***as
Know she happy that I did it
You know what’ I’m sayin’
He pa**ed me the ball, yeah, he never pa**es me the ball
And he pa**ed me the ball
Kobe pa**ed me the ball and I shot a three, yeah
Yeah
N***as yelling through the stands, watch what you saying
Blowing peanut b***er cookie with my cup like jam (Perc)
Turn to a Warrior, put a dub on your head
You don't wanna work, put some drugs in his hand (Yeah)
In a vert, put a top on that b*t*h like a hoodie (Melo)
Doing top speed while my hands on her goodies (Phew)
Dirty a** boy, why yo pop so muddy (Dirt)
Got so much cheese, I can’t trust nobody (Boy)
My mind f**ked up, can't f**k with nobody (Uh uh)
Dealing with heartbreak, I don't love nobody
If you wanna make a couple racks, come with me (c'mon)
You ain't gotta slip, blue kit one fifty (Blue)
Up that b*t*h, n***as turn into Ricky (Ricky)
Turn with a bag, n***as turning in giftie (Run)
Turn right 'round, I'm coming home wit it (I'm back)
It ain't bout guap, don't call my phone n***a
N***as real life dumb, I don't get along with it
Prolly gon’ f**k if I'm left alone with her (Phew)
I just can't pursue these rat a** b*t*hes cause they doing it for clout (clout)
Neighbors keep on peeking through window cause I'm running in and out
Grab the Draco off the couch, yeah (Grab the Draco off the couch, yeah)
I got mud in my ice tea (Yeah mud in my ice tea)
Rose gold on a white tee (Rose gold on a white tee)
I heard this b*t*h wanna fight me (Heard these b*t*h wanna fight me)
Yeah, my b*t*hes don't excite me (Mhm, f**k on)
Right now, I'm court side like Spike Lee (Yeah yeah)
Getting rich off rap, man, life free (free life)
White lows, man I do 'em like twice a week (that ain’t nothin’)
Pillow talkin’ to a rat then try and speak, n***as weird
Thumb f**ked up ate Perc now I'm cured (Good)
Yeah, you in the streets but you lost, you a deer (Lost)
N***as riding for a rap buzz, I don't care (Why)
Miss me with the rap sh*t, I was there (Facts)
Live in the flesh, Ron Artest
Counted me out, came back I'ma champ (Ballin')
She just wanna suck a n***a dry, she a vamp (Ooh)
Told me f**k a new chair, I need a lamp (Light)
Ain't nobody else puttin’ mine on the map (Uh uh)
Free P, I'ma hold it down 'til he back (P)
That n***a face trippin' going live in the trap (Ya)
I got it right now, reporting live with the racks
Ay, I just touched down, yeah I’m lookin’ for the lean
Callin’ for the work, send the bookers to Alim
Thought I got ‘em made but they really double G’s
You ain’t never ‘nuff to f**k up a hundred G’s, n***a
Ay, sometimes I fell left out
Two hundred thousand in the bed so I'm stressed out
Tss, living legend I’m blessed now, ay
Still going through the trenches
Still yelling, free my n***as
Know she happy that I did it
