Baron Jones - Bit'n My Style

Holla at a playa

Hoped in the whip
7:45
6 15's bumping in my ride
Let's take a drive out to the Westside Inn
Now that you ready we can step outside
Hit a u turn had to come right back
Cuz I
Brought the blunts but forgot my sack
Had to clock the hammer
Yeah I got my strap
Know all the gangbangers and they got my back
So if a fool wanna flip
I ain't even gotta trip
All it takes is one call to terminate ya click
Might handle it myself
Flee the scene and dip
To Miami
With a sly Fox I call her Bambi
These haters can't stand me
I keep the 9 handy
Rolling with my girl she got a big fat fanny
Here's your chance girl roll with a star
When it comes to these dudes I'm the best by far

Player haters be bit'n my style
But they can't do it like me
Cuz yo know I put it down
Everywhere I be
So who are you
Terminator playa you know me
And what it dò
Terminator terminate the beat
So make a move
Make a crazy track flaming with heat
Perform the shit a Rhythm Lounge and put it out on the streets

Everywhere I go
Everywhere I be
Everybody in the spot stop and stare at me (Take picture trick)
I'm in the club causing mass hysteria
Hostile takeover
Corporate America
Ask ya girl she call me on the regular
Smiley face text message
Blowing up the cellular
Headstrong
But I'm so handsome
Deadly in the streets like a loaded handgun
Bang on you lame ass rappers
And 1
Kidnap the rap game 40 mil is my ransom
Hold this trick hostage for like 8 summers
I ain't got a deal but imma do numbers
Push 2 hummers
Got 2 gunners
Eat rappers alive I got a new hunger
I make it rain 20 stacks in the back
Cuz terminator beats 20 thousand a track

Uh
Playa haters be bitting my style
But they can't do it like me
Cuz you know I put it down
Everywhere I be
So who are you
Terminator playa you know me
And what it do
Terminator terminate the beat
So make a move
Make a crazy track flaming with heat
Perform the shit at Rhythm Lounge
And put it out on the street

I gotta hold it down for where I stay
Straight out Carson westside D.A.
Getting money all day it's like a fashion show
With a bunch of G'D up niggas passing dro
International
I been around the globe
Down with anything just to get this doe
Ya boy got whips
Ya boy got chips
Get your own style stop bitting my shit
Tryna get rich
A nigga on the come up
Never back down from a hater tryna run up
Get a backhand if you confront us
Keep talking slick
That's how you get done up
Posted up in the VIP
All drinks on me
All need is some wraps and a couple of sacks
Bout to blow my wèed

Playa haters be bitting my style
But they can't do it like me
Cuz you know I put it down
Everywhere I be
So who are you
Terminator playa you know me
And what it do
Terminator terminate the beat
So make a move
Make a crazy track flaming with heat
Perform the shit at Rhythm Lounge
And put it out on the street

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