Blame On Me

Know some niggas that'll change on they dog Be them pussy niggas 'round Even though they know you don't want them around Take care of your kid 'cause I might kidnap your boy I be outside at dark, strapped up, blickies and rods If I lost it all to the streets, they'd put the blame on me Baby, would you change on me? I don't trust nothin', walk 'round with the gang on me Know I keep a thing on me Walk up in the mall, twenty thou', I tell the gang, "It's free" You know everything on me I can teach you how to trap, I can teach you how to shoot a gun Teach you how to rap, I can teach you how to shoot a one I can teach you how to lay up in that cut with that cutter, nigga Sit up in that bitch for a minute, get to bustin' at 'еm I don't need no help, nigga, move, how you gon' bust it with me? Lеt off my whole forty, better run if you ain't got no blicky Double tape my clip, reload my gun in case this shit get sticky Told that bitch "You get that Glock up in your name, we Bobby and Whitney" Told my K, "You shoot that bitch, don't never stop until it's empty" I hope all these Percocets that's in us come and fuckin' kill me Love ain't gon' fuckin' heal me Drugs, that what keep me feeling Your pain tough Love wasn't enough I gave you the clothes off of my back 'cause you my brother Post up with this Drac', bro got two straps, so you can't touch us Should've told you that the game wasn't cheap Told you that the game wasn't cheap (mmm) Tell 'em how you put the blame on me Everybody change on me Know some niggas that'll change on they dog Be them pussy niggas 'round Even though they know you don't want them around Take care of your kid 'cause I might kidnap your boy I be outside at dark, strapped up, blickies and rods If I lost it all to the streets, they'd put the blame on me Baby, would you change on me? I don't trust nothin', walk 'round with the gang on me Know I keep a thing on me Walk up in the mall, twenty thou', I tell the gang, "It's free" You know everything on me I can teach you how to trap, I can teach you how to shoot a gun Teach you how to rap, I can teach you how to shoot a one I can teach you how to lay up in that cut with that cutter, nigga Sit up in that bitch for a minute, get to bustin' at 'em I don't need no help, nigga, move, how you gon' bust it with me? Let off my whole forty, better run if you ain't got no blicky If I lost it all to the streets, they'd put the blame on me Baby, would you change on me? I don't trust nothin', walk 'round with the gang on me Know I keep a thing on me Walk up in the mall, twenty thou', I tell the gang, "It's free" You know everything on me If I lost it all to the streets, they'd put the blame on me Baby, would you change on me?