Lyrics

[Intro: Brisco] You don't know Brisco! Baby Soulja! [Chorus: Brisco] And I'm dead wrong, and I know it But a real ni**a trying to stay focus Bitch I'm dead wrong I know I'm dead wrong [Verse 1: Baby Soulja] Look head bobbers, daddy smokers and 40 folders Cutting olders, some of these ni**as west golden Got to heat the dough, and bitch I still off to the westside So I can take my arms and legs, and bitch you still gonna get cut thighs Fighting for different thesis and 4 different cities Brother got killed and still ain't learned my lesson, bitch I'm with it It came to me bottom murder, bitch I don't know who did it Boy the real I took, boy this shit getting dead serious My baby momma got us all out, now she thank shе the shit I kept us up in the morning, bitch I'm taking your shit Causе after all I did, ain't thank for it And after all I did, ain't gonna treat me like this [Chorus: Brisco] And I'm dead wrong, and I know it But a real ni**a trying to stay focus Bitch I'm dead wrong I know I'm dead wrong [Verse 2: Brisco] When Maxi came a lifestyle, my baby Soulja got a 100 on them right now Feed the vultures, the shop open Papi heat me off the chest Stack it up, and settle down on Marvin Creek The voice of a legend, the bull of a pit Running to them cars, I hit my verse clean My uncle full of shit, my attitude stand off I waited til he running me a blocka I ran off, it's a dirty game so I play This ain't a trap, got a quarter we gonna make it Yeah! And after all I did, you gonna take me like this After all I did, they gonna shit on Bris [Chorus: Brisco] And I'm dead wrong, and I know it But a real ni**a trying to stay focus Bitch I'm dead wrong I know I'm dead wrong [Verse 3: Billy Blue] I put my hand on one of my favorite rappers Yeah! I wanted to let me know it was one of the biggest cappers (Ooh) I get why real ni**as hated me I finished my success ni**as hate to see You put your mind on your money, and your money where your mouth is Cause these fuck ni**as try to swish cheese your outfit I put a hole in my brother like, nitto did G While he pleaded like ni**as, CMB All we got is us, then he failed all he was me I get the walls, all he had the creek And it was by the 4-3, hold that to my Z-O-E You know that press won D, couldn't get the ups on me So I bet [Chorus: Brisco] And I'm dead wrong, and I know it But a real ni**a trying to stay focus Bitch I'm dead wrong I know I'm dead wrong [Outro: Billy Blue] Let's get it now