Представляем точный текст композиции "Dont Disrespect My Mind" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Baby Bash . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Dont Disrespect My Mind» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Baby Bash передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Baby Bash - "Dont Disrespect My Mind"
Lyrics to Dont Disrespect My Mind : (Low-G) Ghetto Soldier, I'm representin' from that Houston Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt Kick in doors, sellin' Dope, Only my God knows I have to do what I have to do , just to stay alive I lost a friend, but God blessed me with some real niggaz Hell is soft, I kept it real from the fuckin' start I stay strapped, cause my neighborhood so dirty I kiss my Grandma Goodbye, but my jefa looks so worried Pitbulls from my tierra that I call my home It aint much, but its something I can call my own I go to war at any times, at any place Why yo punk twelve gauge, all in your face I want your jades, your jackets, and your jewelry What the fuck you on my block, if you aint cool with me You crossed the line, ain't no time to press rewind I caught you slippin' cause I heard that you dropped a dime On my perro, now he doin' twenty-five to life Low-G, now I got to earn another stripe Ghetto Star Greyhound is my fuckin' car Ghetto Clothes, but I'm feeling like I'm ghetto far Chorus Don't Disrespect my mind Don't Disrespect my Clika (8x) (Baby Beesh) Its like the realest shit you eva heard of Money, Mac, and Mobbin', Murda Two Eleven, One Eight Seven Dope Fiend and Curb Servas Watchin' to much Hollywood Because he thought he could Come up and disrespect the game, but now he's ridin' wood Oh yea that funny shit Jealous and Dummy shit That shit from the birds to the bees, when you thought pussy was runnin' shit dying over bitches and colors, tell them all we really love 'em and then we go off and smotha' each other on a daily basis our block be on that cain our block be on that map my block be on that game my block be on that death muthafuckas claiming that they runnin' shit its all wet and you can tell them sorry sasqwets I said that cause now a days its me and my economy and if it aint about no bread playa don't bother me on top of ya'll, I got the law on top of me wanted for a robbery, cutting a fool's artery Chorus (8x) (Baby Beesh) A maggots gon' be a maggot Faggots gon' be a faggot But if they want some static I got an automatic This automatic, if I grab it Sometimes its tragic Causing havoc, bullets blastin', but he had to have it from starting racket looked at the wounded and all the graphic the game is graphic and the classic in and out of traffic money stackin, by any means keep your gadget and find a way to keep supporting my weed habit I get my shit dirt cheap, the way I like it You disrespect the clip, puto I get excited My trigga finger get itchy, like I was lionel Ritchie A commodore, wanna go to war so get down so I can touch you quickly No substitute for these thugs, who love to shoot and cut the loot you fuckin punk, that's why I don't fuck with you Cock Strong, pretty boy But don't get it twisted A savage with this *@#$ want me to come and get it Cause every blow has nothing but these bad intentions So now you know baby bash, keeps it gut wrenchin' Chorus (8x) [ Dont Disrespect My Mind Lyrics ]
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