2Rare - Big Bag lyrics

[2Rare - Big Bag lyrics]

First you get a BIG BAG (aw yeah)
Then you gotta make em BIG MAD
Ahhhh why you mad with yo bitch ass
I'm from the trenches with my
Lil hood rich ass
I just hit the highway making money
You know the fly way
Anybody hating we can catch a fade
(what's up what's up)
Screaming fuck 12 & the D.A all we
Know is hustle and getting paid

What it is Or What's up
Why they hate me cause I can't be touch
Spot a op drop a op don't blink just buss
Yeah I'm the shit so u
Know I can't flush Ool
Pockets stay fat man that's
Alot with a scoop
Know niggas be flexing they be
Pop but it's true
Had 3 couple women like a pop singing group
Gave head then jumped in like
They dive in the pool
Cause I been grinding pockets
Really gettin swollen
Ain't no folding niggas talk
That's really hoe things
Yeah that's mo fame infrered
Glock with red beam
Yeah that's mo aim shoot first just
Like jordan yeah that's more game
Second baby boy like jody that's the
Old me way before toting 40s
Not a old E shit it must be the kodiene
Who u slowing don't stop I just keep going

First you get a BIG BAG (aw yeah)
Then you gotta make em BIG MAD
Ahhhh why you mad with yo bitch ass
I'm from the trenches with my
Lil hood rich ass
I just hit the highway making money
You know the fly way
Anybody hating we can catch a fade
Screaming fuck 12 & the da all we
Kno is hustle and getting paid

Boom Boom answer the door let's get into it
Stacking money 6ft tall like two midgets
They like when that new shit gone
Drop I'm like soon bitch
How you want beef over a thot
That let the crew hit
They kno ima goblin kno I stay mobbin
I don't really got no options
Kno I'm steady wildlin
They don't really want no problems
Kno these bodies droppin
I been fuckin with them models
Yeah I'm steady popping
Bye boy call the cops u
Ballin cause u gotta block
Yeah your nigga hatin cause he mad
We gone get him rocked
Think he of a xan get yo
Man he just come & shop
I just pop sum bands we going
To invest we ain't going pop
Ain't never been no BITCH I stand
Tall when I got to piss
Yeah I'm throwed off I got balls
So she got to lick
If I got a role ima go ima play that shit I
Ain't really asking for a loan
So I'm gettin rich
Cause I been grinding pockets
Really gettin swollen
Ain't no folding niggas talk
That's really hoe things
Yeah that's mo fame infrered
Glock with red beam
Yeah that's mo aim shoot first just
Like jordan yeah that's more game
Second baby boy like jody that's the
Old me way before toting 40s
Not a old E shit it must be the kodiene
Who u slowing don't stop I just keep going

First you get a BIG BAG (aw yeah)
Then you gotta make em BIG MAD
Ahhhh why you mad with yo bitch ass
I'm from the trenches with my
Lil hood rich ass
I just hit the highway making money
You know the fly way
Anybody hating we can catch a fade
(what's up what's up)
Screaming fuck 12 & the D.A all we
Kno is hustle and getting paid

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