paroles de chanson Forces - 2000Baby

I'm at the club throwing money
Like it's GTA

I ain't no crip or no blood
Bitch I'm ebk

Designer on me
Came a long way from wearing dgk

23 like Michael Jordan
Bitch I ain't from atk

Gotta give thanks to God
You know I'm always keeping faith

Off the lean swervin lanes
Brodie keepin me awake

They say this beat been sold
Don't give a fuck anyways

Think my ear drums finna blow
Like don't you hear the fuckin bass

I'm kevin gates ion get tired
Ion need no breaks

Bitch I'm in Cali right now
Doin something that you ain't

I'm the type to tell a bitch to dance
Don't gotta make it rain

But I can't gig wit you baby
Don't you see what's on my waist

Yo nigga hating on me bad
And I can see it in his face

I'm bout to kill this motha fucka
But before I say my grace

Wake up pour the drank

Box spring fuck a bank

Hoping that I beat the case
Get on my knees and then I pray

I already know these niggas doing pat downs at the club

But they ain't checking none the hoes
So I told baby tuck this gun

I need 2000 just to get a hug
Bitch we can't fuck for fun

They hear a shot and turn to lil kim
The way these niggas duck

Me and my dawg had a fallout
Bout a petty hunnid bucks

Just like 42 Dugg
Bitch I thought you was one of one

Back then i said I'd kick the cup
But I was bluffing now I'm done

Unless the cops was coming
Nigga I ain't never had to run

Brodie went to rehab for them drugs
He ain't a fein no more

Seen him tweakin off a 10
That was the craziest shit I seen before

I just turnt dub bitch
We can't fuck I ain't a teen no more

They callin me the coach of the year
Because I said I got a team of hoes

Everytime them hoes see me out
They know to go wild

French Montana wit the drip
Cause I got no stylist

Fuck 2000baby change my name
To 2000child

Brodie kept it solid in that jam
And took the shit to trial

Brodie got balencis wit no strings
But still trippin on em

Blues in my pocket
You would think that I was crippin on em

12 get behind me
Aww damn I guess I'm dippin on em

Bitch I feel Tupac wit the camera man
I'm spittin on em

The same hoes that's giving gang neck
You niggas kissin on em

The same niggas brodie say he love
I heard he snitching on em

So that's why everybody in the gang started switching on em

Brodie said fuck it copped a glock
Threw an extension on it

And he got a beam on that bitch
So he don't miss opponents

Grew up feelin like I was lebron
They callin me the chosen

I just popped a 60 in the club
And now a nigga rolling

RIP to NIP
He showed me you can die at any moment

Hell naw I can't swim
But I'll say fuck it dive in any ocean

Bandanna wrapped around my head
They think I'm hulk hogan

Kick a nigga door down with some forces
Still try to close it

Shorty want Ruth Chris
I told her bitch you know the Wendy's open