kane abel - somebody gotta pay lyrics
[hook x5]
somebody gotta pay, i been on this block all day
tryin’ to get off all this yay
[verse 1]
i’m the boardman b-tch but let me tell ya how i came up
cooked a lot of that raw, never sold that fake stuff
cutthroat cha’ if ya try to bring me some harm
don’t look at me wrong cause i’ll be bustin’ ya long
blunbt smoke with the rocks in my mouth, see all dirty
gotta see my p.o. tomorrow on a hot thursday
but today i’ma make it b-mp around the way
i lay k off in the gr-ss so ya better not play
if ya just jumped off the porch i’ma slam ya
if ya talkin’ crazy n-gg- i’ma have to handle ya
if it’s real i can serve ya, we can do a little business
keep it on the low when we straight i’ma hit chu’ with that issue
as long as i got narcotics make me richer
before i stop i’ma blow up the block this year
[- explosion -] (x7)
[hook x5]
[verse 2]
do i have to speak any further
f-ckin’ with me and my loot then it’s gonna be a murder
i creep in ya house like a burglar
do you really think it’s a game, you lame
when bullets flame you gon’ be the next n-gg- unnamed
what cha’ heard, my click can’t be flamed, crazy in the brain
yes we do get into this hustle so don’t f-ck with out brains
on the block is where i hang
in the same fit for three weeks
for this goof that steal my money race like a track meet
on a friday ain’t no heat, only if you got beef
it’s about to be a x for n-gg- tryin’ to hit a ho with that bare meat
in the streets it’s known that we got em’ anything can happen
i’ma make it so the crack and rap and hustlin’ is happenin’
[hook x5]
[verse 3]
i jumped off in tha game back in 96
n-gg- hit me three bricks, n-gg- post that list
servin’ boxcar ramone, that n-gg- was kissed
i used to give him two stones just to test my sh-t
got my first piece of p-ssy in a project hallway
p-ssy to the gun play, we can play all day
smokin’ big weed, keep my conscience clear
p.o. b-tch touched me now i’m back on a tear
i can’t wait to see them n-gg-s when they see my face
give my lawyers six figures now they droppin’ the case
when i was small big n-gg-s on the block would ball
i had to look up to em’ like they was 20 feet tall
f-ck y’all i’m stack my tips, take these hits
f-ck a thick b-tch in a brand new six
now it’s friday, like a ho to do it my way
only do the speed limit and a third on the highway
[hook x5]
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