Me And My Nigga

Lyrics

[Intro] There this fool go right there C'mon my nigga, we got some business to handle It's your mothafuckin' time [Verse 1] Me and my nigga, rollin' through the streets of Frisco Strapped in a bucket, puffin' the indo Waitin' on a call from a nigga named Woop 'Cause he want a quarter pound of the sticky green chew Now I never leave my house without my nigga I got the hand, and he got the trigga A perfect combination like Daytons and Vogues A proper show stopper that'll feed you with hoes Now I'm on my way to my destination Stopped at a light, with a confrontation By marks on the side a me, tryin' to trip So I grabbed my nigga, popped in the clip Now if I set trip, they'll try to waste me And if I mash, they'll try to chase me So the best thing to do is hold my composure Niggas start blastin', damn, I told ya I gotta peep game and I gotta be cool 'Cause I feel kinda safe in the four forty-two But the niggas straight popped, but a nigga popped back JT not the one sittin' there gettin' jacked Now I'm rollin', on my way back to Fillmoe Niggas on my shit in a five point oh I don't know why, I don't have a clue But handle my business is the only thing to do 'Cause a lotta young niggas go through this But a nigga like me'll just do this 'Cause you know I'm not down with killin' off the black man But at this time, that's my only plan I'm in trouble, as you can see So I gotta get them, before they get me I liked the way, that things was goin' down Now these fools was in my part of town Niggas didn't know about the YBG So I led them fools to a dead-end street Then I jumped out my shit and my finger was itchin' 'Cause the punks musta been outta ammunition Ran up to the car straight blastin' ass Then I hopped in my shit and mashed on the gas They didn't know why and they could not figure Didn't need no help, just me and my nigga [Chorus] Me and my nigga, me and my nigga We got to get paid Me and my nigga, me and my nigga We gotta get, where's my nigga? [Verse 2] Damn, why would you ask this? He's kind of small and he's made out of plastic You can't see him, so don't even trip Only one in the clip, with the hallow-point tip So back up and get it together Father named MAC, mother named Beretta Had a big brother and his name was TEC-9 He did the crime, now he gotta do time JT's in the house, the one on the mic Yeah that's me, yeah that's right The one that can flow, the one that can pop it Play a funky beat and you know I'ma drop it Let me tell ya little story about a long time ago When we did a little show, but a nigga didn't know When it's time for funk, suckas go to the trunk But all that is, is a high powered punk In the midst of the crowd, with the young and the old'n Didn't need no gap, 'cause I could come from the shoulders Security with my nigga on stage 'Cause in the back, we had the TEC and the twelve guage Niggas gettin' tipsy, drinkin' Grand Marny Smokin' dank, freakin' hoes in the party Brothas in a rush, gold rings and such From the slightest touch, there's gonna be a bum rush 'Cause you no they don't understand grattitude 'Cause every fuckin' nigga in the party got an attitude Bitches on jock Tryna get with a nigga who's poppin' so they can get a cock Shit was kinda proper Walked through the crowd so I could look at the roster Check it out, see what it say First Huey MC, then us then 4-Tay What a way to go about But before we could shock it, young punks tried to turn it out 'Cause you know we like to rap a lot But everybody's takin' the fuckin' drama to the parking lot Shit's so thick, I feel static Niggas ain't playin', huh, niggas got automatics Against all odds, we had a pump and a TEC But a player like me, demands my respect And you're talkin' 'bout peace? Brothers start lettin' rounds off in the street Tryin' to play Rambo Rat-tat-tat-tat, now my man dead bro It was so much confusion I was hopin' that it didn't have to come to this conclusion Damn, a nigga can't even chill 'Cause tonight, it was kill or be killed They didn't know why and they could not figure Didn't need no help, just me and my nigga [Chorus] Me and my nigga, me and my nigga The nine millimeter, and the Bigga Figga Me and my nigga, me and my nigga The nine millimeter, and the Bigga Figga, fool