Lyric Don t Disrespect My Mind - Baby Bash

Lyric Song Don t Disrespect My Mind: Low G
Ghetto SoldierI m representin from that Houston
Second Wardthat be the place where I do my dirt
Kick in doorssellin dopeonly my God knows
I have to do what I have to dojust to stay alive
I lost a friendbut God blessed me with some real niggaz
Hell is softI kept it real from the fuckin start
I stay strappedcause my neighborhood so dirty
I kiss my Grandma goodbyebut my jefa looks so worried
Pitbulls from my tierra that I call my home
It aint muchbut its something I can call my own
I go to war at any timesat any place
Why yo punk twelve gaugeall in your face
I want your jadesyour jacketsand your jewelry
What the fuck you on my blockif you aint cool with me
You crossed the lineain t no time to press rewind
I caught you slippin cause I heard that you dropped a dime
On my perronow he doin twenty five to life
Low Gnow I got to earn another stripe
Ghetto starGreyhound is my fuckin car
Ghetto clothesbut I m feeling like I m ghetto far

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Don t disrespect my mind don t disrespect my clika

Baby Bash
A maggots gon be a maggotfaggot s gon be a faggot
But if they want some staticI got an automatic
This automaticif I grab it
Sometimes it s tragiccausin havoc
Bullets blastinbut he had to have it from startin racket
Looked at the wounded and all the graphic
The game is graphicand the classicin and out of traffic
Money stackinby any means keep your gadget
And find a way to keep supporting my weed habit
I get my shit dirt cheapthe way I like it
You disrespect the clipputo I get excited
My trigga finger get itchylike I was +Lionel Richie+
A +Commodore+when I go to war
so get down so I can touch you quickly
No substitute for these thugswho love to shoot and cut the loot
You fuckin punkthat s why I don t fuck with you
Cock strongpretty boy but don t get it twisted
A savage with this beat you want it mayne then come and get it
Cause every blow has nothing but these bad intentions
So now you know Baby Bash keeps it gut wrenchin

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