That Be Me lyrics

[Intro: Lud Foe]
Ayy
Gang, gang
YSN street n*gga, Out West money b*tch
Straight gang sh*t, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Lud Foe]
I was down to my last, n*gga I was down bad
Had two dollars in my pocket, spent it on a black mask
b*tch I hang around with robbers, don't be the victim
I couldn't work a job 'cause I'm in the system
I got my revolver, tryna catch you slippin'
I didn't even call her, I kept it pimpin'
Henny in my pimp cup, that's what I'm sippin'
You can get your sh*t split, n*gga if you're trippin'
I got grams on the table, razor blades cut the dope
We was baggin' up the grams, twelve kicked down the door
I jumped out the window, ran through the gateway
Tried to jump the fence, tore my shirt on the black gate

[Chorus: Lud Foe]
Who that n*gga with the bankroll? that be me
Who put di*k up in these skank hoes? that be me
Who that n*gga with that four-four? that be me
Who the police say they looking for? that be me
Who that n*gga with the bankroll? that be me
Who put di*k up in these skank hoes? that be me
Who that n*gga with that four-four? that be me
Who the police say they looking for? that be me
[Verse 2: Lud Foe]
Someone dropped the dime on me, cruisin' with my nine on me
Don't believe the bullsh*t you hear, n*ggas lying on me
Candy coated paint wet, drippin' off my Cadillac
I hit shorty from the rear end, tried to break her back
I been trappin' all weekend, gettin' them dividends
Puttin' my motherf*ckin' gun to use, broke the firing pin
Better not short a motherf*ckin' dime when you're paying me
I ain't got the time for a b*tch to be playing me
I be with the gangsters, I hang with the vicelords
Bloods and the crips with me, slidin' like skateboard
I was down and bad, plug fronted me, I paid for it
This b*tch hit so fast, she's a dime, so I paid for it

[Chorus: Lud Foe]
Who that n*gga with the bankroll? that be me
Who put di*k up in these skank hoes? that be me
Who that n*gga with that four-four? that be me
Who the police say they looking for? that be me
Who that n*gga with the bankroll? that be me
Who put di*k up in these skank hoes? that be me
Who that n*gga with that four-four? that be me
Who the police say they looking for? that be me

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Who went from nothing to it all n*gga? that be me
Same n*gga from the start n*gga, that be me
Same hood, same squad n*gga, same street
To make it out that sh*t was hard n*gga, ain't no peace
We was starvin' in the hood, it wasn't never nothin' to eat
Corner store, fifty cent bag of chips and something sweet
Grab a Swisher or a dutch, break down the roaches, roll 'em up
It's like nine in the morning on the block, we cold as f*ck
Hunger pains amongst other things, gotta love the game
Feed the gang, smoke some weed and sip some sh*t to ease the pain
Money never made me but I can make a dollar
Ever since I can remember I've been poppin' my collar
[Chorus: Lud Foe]
Who that n*gga with the bankroll? that be me
Who put di*k up in these skank hoes? that be me
Who that n*gga with that four-four? that be me
Who the police say they looking for? that be me
Who that n*gga with the bankroll? that be me
Who put di*k up in these skank hoes? that be me
Who that n*gga with that four-four? that be me
Who the police say they looking for? that be me