Kobe Anthony (feat. Sada Baby) (Explicit) 歌詞
Kobe Anthony (feat. Sada Baby) (Explicit) - Skilla Baby/Sada Baby
This that Melo Bryant
Huh huh Carmelo Bryant
Uh my bad Barmelo Bryant mmm duh
Huh huh this that Bobe Anthony uh
Uh this that Kobe Anthony uh
Ayy hmm mmm
Let me tell you somethin' naw never mind
I don't like talkin' to n***as of your kind
Ho let me tell you somethin' hmm naw never mind
I don't like talkin' to b***hes of your kind
My caliber ain't your caliber talk 'bout it
My caliber ain't your caliber talk 'bout it
My tolerance ain't your tolerance talk 'bout it
Crank crank let me speed it up
I got b***hes right around
The corner that's tryna eat it up
I don't know them n***as
I'll ho them n***as with my feet up
You can't keep up I'll shoot
You in your s**t if you don't speak up ayy
Retarded relentless ign'ant cutthroat
Heartless rich ain't no b***h I'll bust raw ooh
How the f**k you ain't know your baby moms a busto
I say how the f**k
You ain't know your grandmama a custo ooh
Hot n***a stay in your lane or get dunked on
I dare a b***h boy say my name with a tough tone
Spit on an opp n***a opp hoes get bust on
Morph up turn into a Power Ranger with the buffs on
I came from servin' brick need a Kevin Federline
Couldn't drop Act 3 and Kobe Anthony at a better time
Skub ridin' 'round with the AR alkaline
Tryna wet a slime naw f**k that
We ain't rubbin' n***as' nose we gon' bust that
Kill the opp n***as kill the opp hoes and they rugrats
Shoot an opp n***a in the neck send his lungs back
Had a gun ain't bust back how you come back
'Bout f**k Glen up if he keep pourin' lines up
Naw I'm lyin' leave you lyin' there with a lineup
F**k with me and mines it's on sight get your eye punched
Get your eye black knock your face through your iPad uh
Not a strong safety walk around with these thigh pads
Your b***h don't do s**t but eat dick got a thyroid problem
I horsecollar hit the red zone with all my dollars
No not Sada I'ma be on your medulla oblongata
Yeah huh your medulla oblongata huh
Got a white boy shoot like Tom Gugliotta
I sip drank I like Wocky Mars f**k 'round with vodka
I like 40s I like Dracs I love f**kin' 'round with choppers
I like money I like paper I like screamin' I love hollerin'
I'll yell at your b***h and tell her
Leave me f**kin' 'lone hold up
Skilla baby taught me that move he cold huh
I'll have Deno throw a bomb through your home ah
Def Jam Fight block his s**t if his eye soft
Rapper fight night cut an MC lights off
My baby blind close his eyes talk s**t get the pints off
B***hes gettin' hit with the strap too
That's what the dykes taught me
If I call Steeze he gon' pull up and leave s**t
N***a maybe if you join the mob you could be rich
Hitman act like a blogger he leak s**t
Nike give us an offer we on elite s**t
Sada lookin' just like Bean throwin' fives up
We the business backcourt make
These rap n***as switch lines up
Run L2 in real life get some shots up
Make a mess wet a n***a up like a mop bucket
Caution sign on the floor huh right there with his soul
In the trap leavin' mouse traps case a n***a told
When my pockets flat easy bounce back I just hit the road
I mean when they low
It's been five years since I was broke
A n***a want smoke huh huh I can't tell him no
I just let him know hollow tip'll leave the letter O
And an extra hole hit his head make his bandana fold
Kill a n***a I ain't seen in ten year
This vendetta old duh
Let me tell you somethin' naw never mind
I don't like talkin' to n***as of your kind
Ho let me tell you somethin' hmm naw never mind
I don't like talkin' to b***hes of your kind
My caliber ain't your caliber talk 'bout it
My caliber ain't your caliber talk 'bout it
My tolerance ain't your tolerance talk 'bout it