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Baby Bash - Don't Disrespect My Mind Lyrics

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  • [Low G]
  • Ghetto Soldier, I'm representin' from that Houston
  • Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt
  • Kick in doors, sellin' dope, only my God knows
  • I have to do what I have to do, just to stay alive
  • I lost a friend, but God blessed me with some real niggaz
  • LSR, I kept it real from the *****in' start
  • I stay strapped, cause my neighborhood so dirty
  • I kiss my Grandma goodbye, but my jefa looks so worried
  • Pitbulls from my tierra that I call my home
  • It aint much, but its something I can call my own
  • I go to war at any times, at any place
  • Why yo punk twelve gauge, all in your face
  • I want your jades, your jackets, and your jewelry
  • What the ***** you on my block, if you aint cool with me
  • You crossed the line, ain't no time to press rewind
  • I caught you slippin' cause I heard that you dropped a dime
  • On my perro, now he doin' twenty-five to life
  • Low G, now I got to earn another stripe
  • Ghetto star, Greyhound is my *****in' car
  • Ghetto clothes, but I'm feeling like I'm ghetto far
  • [Chorus: repeat 8X]
  • Don't disrespect my mind - don't disrespect my clika
  • [Baby Bash]
  • A maggots gon' be a maggot, faggot's gon' be a faggot
  • But if they want some static, I got an automatic
  • This automatic, if I grab it
  • Sometimes it's tragic, causin havoc
  • Bullets blastin, but he had to have it from startin racket
  • Looked at the wounded and all the graphic
  • The game is graphic, and the classic, in and out of traffic
  • Money stackin, by any means keep your gadget
  • And find a way to keep supporting my weed habit
  • I get my shit dirt cheap, the way I like it
  • You disrespect the clip, puto I get excited
  • My trigga finger get itchy, like I was +Lionel Richie+
  • A +Commodore+, when I go to war
  • so get down so I can touch you quickly
  • No substitute for these thugs, who love to shoot and cut the loot
  • You *****in punk, that's why I don't ***** with you
  • ***** strong, pretty boy but don't get it twisted
  • A savage with this beat you want it mayne then come and get it
  • Cause every blow has nothing but these bad intentions
  • So now you know Baby Bash keeps it gut wrenchin'
  • [Chorus]

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