Betta Watch Me lyrics

Intro: Wake Up, Wake Up, Wake UP
Man I hit the set, and them bays be gettin` ghost(Yeah)
Huh,(Yeah) They spookin`(Yeah)
It`s cool, Fuck the day dog(Yeah)

Chorus 2x:
You betta watch me
Cause I`m doin` bad
Cause I`m hurtin`, I gotta get me
Now where the goods at
Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad
I`ll make ya lean back

Verse 1(C-Murder):

See my pockets on E-fall
I`m really tweekin`
I can`t be sittin` up here hurtin` all weekend
I keep on fallin` off, at the worse times
And if I slip, it aint my fault I`m gone reverse mine
My pain, I`m gone merge mines
Cause I`m sick wit it
Now where them balla`s at
I`m lookin` for the big ticket
10 minutes from losin` it
1 day from lock up
The way I`m livin` sooner or lata I`m gone be boxed up
Nobody trustin` me
They know I`m commin`
I hit the block and I swear
I see them cowards runnin`
Puttin` they stash up
Even out they windows
Now why they trippin`
I"m the exact opposite of 5-0
It`s called Survival of the Fittest
I can`t help it, cause I`m wit
And you ain`t wit
I come to get it, Yeah I did it
I did that
I can`t take that back
So beat yo feet black
Oh, y`all gone remember me
Cause me ain`t no joke
Me do what me does
Cause ain`t no being broke
I was raised in this
I ain`t ask for this
I tried changin` my life
And now it`s back to this
Somebody pray for me
The Lord is testin` me
But them people they gone
Have problems arrestin` me
Now my lungs hurtin`
Need that black vest
Man, I feel like Jackin` one of these Rappers

(Chorus 2x)

Verse 2 (Fiend):

We`ll score a team with the Fellon`s
Wher y`all did the Misdameanors
Niggas my age was pushin` Beamers (Pushin` Beamers)
Niggas that sprayed was usin` Nina`s (Usin` Nina`s)
A-K`s and S-K, ya chest cave
Ya neck shaved and ya waves turned to still water
Bullet on fire, wreck some money still daughters
Kill fathers, pop a seed in ya momma(Momma)
This routine, you pussies start ya new thing
I`m from the city where everythang crooked
When the right kind of money, make the judge overlook it
And I`m skrewed up
I ain`t talkin` Swisha House
For I learned to tie my shoes up
I was burnin` dudes up
My ward verse yo ward, Put them 22`s up
These 26`s make ya, Put them 22`s up
This mac 9, it mean I ain`t givin` you(Fuck That)
But bullets in that shiney new truck
What ya know about fightin for 5 days
Hangin` niggas upside down
Commin` at ya sideways(Sideways)
A crooked H is goin` 67/5
And I add them 3 quarters
For the ride plus I`m high

(Chorus 2x)

Verse 3(Popeye):