Multiply

作词 : Rakim Mayers/Anthony Lamont Wharton II/Jordan Houston/Giancarlo Chiaramello/David Brown/Willie Hutchinson/Paul Beauregard/Darnell Carlton/Marlon Goodwin/Premro Smith

作曲 : Rakim Mayers/Anthony Lamont Wharton II/Jordan Houston/Giancarlo Chiaramello/David Brown/Willie Hutchinson/Paul Beauregard/Darnell Carlton/Marlon Goodwin/Premro Smith

**** niggas gon' multiply

'Fore the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

'Fore the real niggas live, shit niggas won't multiply

**** niggas won't multiply, shit niggas won't multiply

Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

Yeah b***h, it's your boy Juicy J. Man,

you gotta watch out for these old backstabbin', broke ass,

you know what I'm sayin', jealous hatin' ass niggas out here man,

you know what I'm sayin', man these niggas ain't no real niggas man,

know what I'm sayin'? Man these niggas be smilin' in your face

Back in the buildin', sold crack in the livin' room

Niggas toe-tagged, sold gats for a livin'

Doo rag, keep a red or blue flag in the denim

One you be with be the one to shoot at ya in a minute

Come to Harlem if you never seen Baghdad

First place I seen a nigga sell crack at

Where the hustlers don't sleep, take cat naps

Shorty with the shotty limpin' like he got a bad back, back back

Even in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field

'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I feel

Youngins trained to kill, aimin', bangin' steel and slangin' krill

She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills

I ain't really ****in' with that Been Trill

Swear them niggas booty like Tip Drill

Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots

But these motha****as better give me my props, word to Pac

We're the reason that these niggas gettin' throwed

Reason why you niggas wearin' gold

Jail pose in the pictures, prayin' fingers to your nose

I remember, if Pimp was alive he'd tell these hoes and these niggas

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I...

When the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

When the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

When all the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

But if the real niggas live, shit niggas won't multiply

I'm the original Balmain badass, nigga

I'm the original Margiela madman, in the words of A$AP Yams

Smack the shit out a nigga in these skinny pants, feel me?

Don't get it ****ed up, b***h, we been jiggy, been pretty

Still tell a nigga suck my d**k, swag swag b***h

**** with a nigga like me, RIP my nigga Pimp C

HBA shit is weak, you can keep that

Shit, I might **** around and bring the Jeep back

No doors on it, flexin' with the seat back

B-Boy with the G pack, might **** around and bring the mink back

Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks, nigga

If you deaf bring the beat back, nigga

**** with a nigga like me, RIP my nigga Pimp C

HBA shit is weak, you can keep that

I'm a trend setter, you ain't even peep that

Where the hoes, where the weed, where the cheese at?

**** the FCC, tell 'em bleep that

(We ain't no fashion killas b***h, we fashionable killas Ya'll got Flacko ****ed up)

I'm the mother****in' Lord of this fashion shit

Don't I deserve just to brag a bit?

Set the blueprint, **** your two cents

Number 1 stunner, ask Tumblr if I'm accurate

My mother****in' swag is immaculate

Plus I got enough style just to mack your b***h

I think back to when pockets packin lint

It's like a nigga got rich on accident

Now back to Pimp, mother****ers lie, killers never lie

Triggers on the side by side, bet I'm down to ride

Prosper said let's ride to the sky, call it catastrophic

We don't ever die, we just multiply, nigga

Fake ass niggas, you know what I'm sayin'?

These niggas be out here talkin' 'bout they a street nigga and shit,

man niggas be gettin' extorted like a mother****er out here man, you know what I'msayin'?