Baby Money - Bill Cosby (Young N***a Old Soul ) lyrics

[Baby Money - Bill Cosby Young N***a Old Soul lyrics]

Y'all niggas in this bitch doin’ anything
(Damn, Machu
Why'd you have to do 'em like that?)
Ain’t no hat in me, nigga
Fuck no cap, no hat

Young nigga, old soul, 550, four doors
Five niggas
Four poles 'cause my other nigga drove
Walk your own steps, nigga
Fuck another nigga goals
Yeah, I got my own bitch
But I fuck other niggas' hoes
Plus you ain't never took a trip, boy
That's another nigga road
They gon' think this bitch strip
I filled the crib up with poles
I really think this bitch sniff
She always playin' with her nose
Know the difference from a fiend and
A bitch who got a cold
That bitch think she got my heart
She ain't even got the code
Why the fuck you buy some Wock’ and
You ain’t even drop a four?
How the fuck you got a spot?
You can't еven cap a ’bow
Cuban links or diamond links, nigga
We ain't rockin' rope
Amiris sag to thе ground, nigga
I ain't rockin’ belts
Nigga used to front me Cook'
Now I'm coppin' ten myself
Now I'm hearin' it's a problem
I ain't sittin' under them
But the real fuckin' problem
They don't wanna see me win
Plus I love pourin' drank, shit
I'm a crack addict
I'm always ridin' dolo, niggas backstabbin'
Pull up in front your crib
Hear the cat scratchin'
I can show you how to keep it
I'm a stack master
Whoever said it wasn't easy
Probably never had it or never did it
Lost my brother to the streets
I'm forever with it
I'm out of town every week
I'm forever livin'
I'm still killin' if you runnin' with him
Hop out your bushes
You gon' be runnin' with him
Keep it a buck, I put a hundred in him
The 550, like who fuckin' with him?
Nobody, in the passenger, your ho probably
These McQueens, not Foamposites
Too many niggas got the same watches
Me and my niggas got the same problems
Shoot you niggas with the same choppers
It's 20 Crip, nigga, bang proper
I'm twenty-two with all this shit
I might fuck around and get indicted
Call your bitch like, "We goin' shoppin'"
Every time a conversation pop up
I'm the main topic
We overseas, shit, we goin' coppin'
Dropped a Perc' in a cup of Wockhardt
This for Bill Cosby

(Dropped a Perc' in a cup of Wockhardt
This for Bill Cosby)

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