HIStory

Lyrics

[Intro] Run that shit from the top, Snoop (Real nigga— Real nigga— Real nigga radio) A fact of life is that we will be remembered more for what we destroy than what we built History is written by the victors That's why we must win at all costs This your story (Ayy), take off young nigga! (Uh), Think it's a game? [Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, I told the bitch this a dinner date She wanna fuck on me then stay Pulled off in a Stingray Soft topped her Babe Ruth, knocked the socks off her No softball, I'm an outlaw You a cornball, I got hot sauce, yeah Got a lil' packed out I got them racks on me right now I touched a 30 'fore I did my first show Shawty had them thangs for the low Who asked shawty? Hell if I know, huh Parked the Benz at the front door Uhh, Cartiers on me, these frames Can't snatch these from me, Deebo Rest in peace, my nigga Geno Uh, we was on the front street Had a MAC-10, I was 14 We was going everywhere four deep Parked the green Bim right across the street Air Force 1 whiter than a key Big dog bark then they gon' eat They gon' spark shit 'bout me, yeah Niggas all on my line talkin' 'bout they starving Nigga, we used to starve back then Fucked up, we used to rob back then Lucked up, hit on some cards back then Where the hell were y'all boys at then? Packed up at mail call back then We ain't seen homeboy since when? (When?) Ain't trying to do no more features I don't like you, I don't need you, I'ma slide by my people I'm go lay down and do time, my freedom I can't go nowhere without my nina (Nina) I can't go nowhere without my nina (Nina) [Chorus] Look, this is his story, huh Everything a true story Niggas switched, that shit tore me You ain't never did shit for me See, one of my bitches warned me I ain't listen, that shit harmed me I fucked up, but I'm still learning I can't let a nigga Big Worm me, uh [Verse 2] Fuck you mean, I can't make history? Martin Luther was a nigga, B Shit, Barack Obama wasn't no Kennedy How is you gon' get rid of me? Show these fuck niggas no sympathy Got a drum on it, no symphony Gotta bomb on 'em like I'm OD Smoke a farm when a nigga OT Big dawg, niggas know me Spent 15 on my nose ring Lil' Spanish bitch keep my clothes clean Got a white bitch, but her nose clean Lay on a pot, wipe your nose clean Lay on the opps like a whole king When the Boost was out, we were chirping You ain't never put no work in Yeah, get the money and drugs, then we out, yeah We put the money in the mattress, but we ain't got no drugs in the house, yeah Before I leave I grab my ratchet I just can't get caught without it, yeah I told my my mama it's a habit I ain't been living without it, yeah, yeah, uh I got Houston packed out I got a 100 on me right now We popped 100 bottles, fucked 100 models Had the youngins getting turned out Pull up, no semi-auto, get them fully autos I need everything wiped out Feeling like Boosie, bitch, come wipe me down Feeling like Pac when I'm on the brown, yeah [Chorus] This is his story, huh Everything a true story Niggas switched, that shit tore me You ain't never did shit for me See, one of my bitches warned me I ain't listen, that shit harmed me I fucked up, but I'm still learning I can't let a nigga Big Worm me, uh [Outro] Got the Alpha packed out I got them racks on me right now, yeah I got Aces packed out I got them racks on me right now We in VLive right now I got them racks on me right now, yeah Packs, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh for the front door Park the Benz at the front door, yeah (Skrrt)