Текст песни Beware of Those - JT The Bigga Figga

Beware of Those

Hey, JT, you know what playboy, it’s like this duke\nThe niggas from your town right, they ain’t\nYou know it’s gone be some motherfuckers\nThat’s gone hate tha shit out of you ass, you dig\nYeah, that’s right\nI mean they gone hate the shit out your ass\nThen it’s gone be some niggas that’s gone love the shit out of your ass\nYou dig\nI mean, you know, playa haters come in all shapes and sizes\nAll shapes and sizes\nBut then again, it’s some good motherfuckers that’s got your back\nThat’s right, that’s real though\nYou dig, and the real motherfuckers they there for ya\nHuh uh, One Love\nWe gone sprinkle 'em on this other thang\nBeware of those faulty ass mark ass niggas snakin' in tha grass\nTryin' to take your cash cause you bubbled up to fast, the last\nNigga that tried to go against the grain, I made him feel me, mane\nCocked the glock, put on in the chamber then I aimed\nFor his dome and split him like a Garcia\nVega down the middle, jumped in my car, see ya\nItchy trigger finger dumpin' on them dont-knows\nJanky ass motherfuckers, mane, beware of those\nWe drop bombs wit stocks and bonds and make it rappable\nFinancial status increasing cause everyday it’s capital\nBut more than likely, they sure ain’t real because they plastic\nNo money in they pockets but G-notes worth of assets\nI reach out then drop check watch and get my proppers\nWe kicks it wit killers who hate cops and pack they choppers\nSo when you see me it ain’t nou need for perpetratin'\nStay the fuck up out my face because I know you playa hatin' me\nYeah, I still be my young Frisco city comrade\nMakin' these niggas midnabb.\nPostin' up in tha lidnabb\nPilin' up that cidnash\nChampagne wishes, pussy fallin' up out the pockets\nThick ass … surrounded by docters, chocolate …\nThe niggas that you be thinkin' that’s always out to getcha\nAin’t always tryin' out to getcha\nSometimes them real niggas that be witcha that’s out to getcha\nThat’s why me keeps my tossed pistolas on the side of me waist-a\nJust in case these cape crusaders wanna erase me\nHey, like I was saying look he, JT\nYuo from Frisco, we from the V right\nWe from the labb, we networking, this is what we do\nAnd if you ain’t got tha recipe\nDon’t be mad if they ain’t checkin' for ya\nThat’s real!\nI see you sittin' on them thangs and bending the block\nYou better be sittin' on a glock or you’ll be riding stock\nThe jackers see them niggas clown, just like I see them niggas\nBut don’t be slippin' when you see me, I might be them niggas\nWith the choppers yellin' get out the car nigga\nHit the gas and watch me blast you ain’t gone get to far nigga\nDon’t trust nobody cause your closest friends will turn to foes\nIt’s double agence in this game, I know you feel me though\nYou wanna take your potnas win, from me tell my why\nMan y’all was potnas tryin' together nigga knee-high\nHow’s the fuck you just gone transport my … wear\nOver some he say she say shit man dude you out there\nApproaching my status feeling flavor never saving hoes\nBreakin' doors try to trickin' some niggas in candy painted vogues\nMarinatin' wit my boys from the V\nWe gets our paper stacks our chips and than we strike on z’s\nWe wraps our ki’s tight to keeps our G’s right\nGotta get that money so we can be upon the next flight\nNot a dab but a smidgen play my game on precision\nWe dropped the bomb that’ll make things come\nThen they fly like some pigeons\nIt’s goin' down, but ain’t no need for extra talkin'\nHow many straps up in the house, you best to get to walkin'\nCause in the '95 these niggas go for broke\nGet up off that kamikaze in you face and end of smoke\nBeware of those\nHey, this is my philosophy right here\nI feel it’s enough cornbread out here for everbody\nYou know what I’m saying, I mean just think about it\nI’m mean we, it’s a gang of motherfuckers out there\nAnd we tryin' to change this shit, this the new dope game\nWe gone all get up in this rap shit\nAnd get our coins ridnow as we speak, get them tokens you dig?\nTokens, yeah\nYou know, we networking like I say\nCel, what’s happening wit you playboy we, you dig\nYou laid that serious shit down\nAnd you came from the heart\nWe all came from the heart and this is what we did\nAnd you know, fuck it you know we\nI’m in this motherfucker and you know how I do\nI’m off some motherfuckin' shit\nUrkin' jerk wit some motherfuckin' snapple\nThis 40-water, you know, like that\nThis is what we do