b*tch n*ggas 04 lyrics

[Intro: Crooked I]
You know what's mind bothering
n*ggas be acting like b*tches, you know
Man why you sign to Death Row?
Get out my business b*tch
Man why you leave Death Row?
n*gga, it's always business, it's never personal homie
Get it right

[Chorus]
I see you motherf*ckers, I see you over there
And I know you wanna f*ck with me
I got my eyes on you suckers
But I don't really care
Cause I keep a burner tucked with me

[Verse]
Yeah, n*ggas is unaware
I'm their worst f*cking nightmare
Send shots to the night air cause I don't fight fair
Watch you die right there, without a slight care
Like: "Yeah n*gga, youse a snake"
Type of n*gga that get mad over the moves you make
Look at the rules you break
You choose to hate, shake your friend when he loose his cake
You dudes is fake, b*tch n*ggas
When the guns c*ck, choose your fate
Click triggers, when I bust Glocks, loose your face
Ditch diggers, with one shot, its news at eight
We six figure, then a thug got loot to chase
A rich n*gga, we ballin' while you f*ckers in the drought
Cause if it ain't about the money, tz, what the f*ck is it about
Catch me in them beach houses, straight thuggin' in the south
With my n*gga Humpty Hump, punchin' you suckers in the mouth
Droppin' a matter frightenin' rate
Striking at lightning's pace, one slice, your lungs pipes deflate
Mad at me cause your ice is fake
I got B.O.S.S. written across my license plate
Life is great, b*tch n*gga
[Chorus]
I see you motherf*ckers, I see you over there
And I know you wanna f*ck with me
I got my eyes on you suckers
But I don't really care
Cause I keep a burner tuck with me