ya bitch you lyrics – da wild boyz

let’s go get em records.
real head hunters ain’t afraid to say nothing.
wild boys on the track, big ant and batman, 2000 millennium

chorus: ya b*tch you !! how you gon front on me,
( b*tch n*gg*, b*tch n*gg*)
ya b*tch you !! you know it ain’t safe in the streets
( b*tch n*gg*, b*tch n*gg*)
ya b*tch you !! how you gon run from the heat
(b*tch n*gg*, b*tch n*gg*)
ya b*tch you !! ya b*tch you !!

verse 1:
you gotta get it how you live on these streets, or ya f*cked
50 rounds spit out a chopper to kill a couple
f*ck a scuffle, cause only the weak live neat
da wild boyz (wild boys) run the streets and we killin off the beef
all ya heard was blocka (blocka), now i’m smokin a ???
channel four made that n*gg* out a m*th*f*ckin star
bullet holes in his car, and every shot was meant to wet him
and in my head, all i heard was let’s go get em
it’s all beef , they don’t want me back on the streets
cause i know who got the money, and where them n*gg*s sleep
where they creep, where the heat ?
you gon remember me
sonny redd, s.r. n*gg* lockin down the streets

repeat chorus

verse 2:
you know it’s hard comin up in a click and sh*t
cause when you get rich, other n*gg*s start to b*tch
about sh*t aint fair no more, this n*gg* don’t care no more
‘man how you gon f*ck my girl?’ b*tch you sound like a ho
ain’t sh*t ‘pose to come ‘tween us, not no b*tch,ho
not the money, or the m*th*f*ckin dope
either we thick like grits, or i’m seein a ghost
n*gg* you know how it go : don’t brag, don’t boast
cause ho’s get you caught up, and ho’s get you killed
and i ain’t gon let no f*ckin ho destroy the sh*t that i done built
and ho’s turn to snitches, snitches turn to b*tches
amongst real n*gg*s in the pin when they ship in

repeat chorus

/ da wild boyz lyrics