Bicken Back Being Bool [Remix]

YG/Big Wy/Mack 10/DJ Quik

专辑：Blame It On the Streets

LYRICS

I'm just bicken back being bool

I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool

(Woo woo!) Where I'm from you hear that, the wolves come out

Like on Bloods, what's happenin'?

(Woo woo!) Cause when it's on, we're front line

Ain't no bicken, the whole hood get brackin'

I'm from the bottoms where marks get chastised

Before Worldstar, head ups weren't televised

Crack sales with shoe box deposits

Homie lived outside and the cleaners was the closet

Work got swallowed, enemies got knocked off

Give her to the driver have the bitch's top gone

Work, sold for it, young niggas flocked for it

I represent Inglewood and the whole corner pop for it

Enemies all foul, snitch when you bust at 'em

But they the enemy, **** it, still bust at 'em

Original young gangsters, the ones with the say-so

We bicken back being bool, but on Bloods, we don't play though

[Hook]

I'm just bicken back being bool

I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool

It's Mack 10, Blood, what it do

I'm from the 400 block of the Q

I put the Wood on the map, bitches say what they want

But thank me for puttin' the Su in the Woo

And all I think about is money, bitches rollin' in that fast shit

What's the next move, homie, how we get the cash, yeah?

Water in that soft white, get to rockin'

I'm a D-boy, never did no flockin'

Real Inglewood bitches with a real bitch' attitude

Blood had a 9 but the chopper is a fatter tool

It's who bangin' so we shootin' out of Rovers

And them 223 shells be knockin' bitches over

Lay 'em down, spray the whole situation

You with this gangsta shit, throw up your affiliation

I wrote the book and all the rules

I can act a bitch' fool but I'm bicken back being bool

I'm just bicken back being bool

I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool

Do anybody remember the CPD?

Look who outlast 'em, that's that TTP

Arabian spruce, the cranberry's the juice

That we drink with that vodka cause they don't make [?]

The first platinum bitches with some big red plaques

Then Mack-10 hit the scene, that bitch had me backed

And I kept pu****in', drinkin', smokin' kush and

Puttin' money back in my hood and rollin' bushes

Now who the **** would say that? Find out where you lay at

Bring it right up to your porch, your home, stay back

**** I'm the unofficial mayer, a surreptitious player

And I'll burn my wallet up before I pay her, bitcha

I'm just bicken back being bool

I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool