Bicken Back Being Bool Songtext
von YG

It′s that motherfuckin' gangsta shit, nigga!

I′m just bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back being bool
I′m just bicken back being bool

I′m just bicken back
Bicken back, bicken back
Bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back
Bicken back, bicken back
Bicken back being bool

Pull up on the block like what
Fuck the police, niggas better call the SWAT
I ain′t never played with the pot
I was in your house trying to find a spot to extend my knots
I went to jail for a flock, came home with a strike
You went to jail as a bitch, came home as a dyke
Nigga, yikes! I don't play that shit
Wifey like SEGA, I don′t play that bitch


I'm a real Bompton nigga with a motherfucking attitude
Walk up in the spot, you would think that a nigga mad at you
I was on the block chilling, homies, what′s the mission?
Came back in a quickness, hoping there wasn't no witness
And they came back shooting, my homies went back shooting
Ain't nobody hittin′ nothing, man this shit getting stupid
And my homies with the news so they grabbed that tool
This all started from a day of niggas bicken back being bool

I′m just bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back being bool
I′m just bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back being bool

I′m just bicken back
Bicken back, bicken back
Bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back
Bicken back, bicken back
Bicken back being bool

Ah, verse two, the sun come down
You know when the sun come down the guns come out
Click clack, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
I used to rob niggas, that′s probably why they try to rob my style
And karma is a motherfucking biatch
You got your homie in jail, you sniatch
All in the court telling the judge who it is
Like a bitch when you get to the pen, niggas on your wig


Niggas be lurking, bitches be slurping
Niggas got caught up on them Nextels chirpin'
It's a must in the county, I ain′t have no pagers
My bitch wouldn′t come see me, I was in there masturbatin'
Smoking on a bigarette, eating a bowl of bereal
Niggas on the block selling O′s like Cheerios

Aye, nigga, nigga, nigga, I got a whole zone right now
Like right now, right now
Like what you tryin' to do right now?

I′m just bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back being bool
I′m just bicken back being bool
I'm just bicken back being bool

I'm just bicken back
Bicken back, bicken back
Bicken back being bool
I′m just bicken back
Bicken back, bicken back
Bicken back being bool

Meanwhile at a home invasion near you
These niggas was robbing your shit

Man all the lights off around this motherfucker too
Looks like it′s finna be green right now on everything
I ain't got no gloves on, I left them motherfuckers in the car

Man you better tear off your sock and use your sock nigga
Man I′m trying to be in and out of this motherfucker like real fast
This look funny out here
Man, fuck it we in that bitch
Come on cuz you too loud, you get a niggas to crack
Man we in this bitch

Aye I got the top floor
I got the master bedroom, I got the bottom bedroom
I'm in there
Nigga nigga, I got the safe
Oh shit, blood got straps (And jewelry)
Ayy, ayy grab the backpack
Man, put that shit in the pillow case
Ayy, ayy grab the backpack
Ayy, ayy, somebody help him with the safes
Grab the safe, ayy, this shit heavy I need help
Pick your side, pick your side up bro
Man I got the door, man, I′m finna go see if it's cool
Ayy, Piru, we finna be up, nigga
Ayy, c′mon, c'mon, c'mon, c′mon
Bring it out, bring it out, bring it out, c′mon outside
Ayy, somebody get the door, somebody get the door
Hold on, hold on, hold on, shh
Come on let's go, we gotta get outta here
Slow down, slow down, go, go, go, go
Oh fuck (Oh shit, fuck)
Alright nigga let′s go
Don't pull off crazy