Baby Bash Don`t Disrespect My Mind Lyrics

Don`t Disrespect My Mind Lyrics

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: repeat 8X]

Don't disrespect my mind - don't
disrespect my clika



[Baby Bash]

A maggots gon' be a maggot,
faggot's gon' be a faggot

But if they want some static, I got an
automatic

This automatic, if I grab it

Sometimes it's tragic, causin
havoc

Bullets blastin, but he had to have it from startin 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 Richie+

A +Commodore+, when I 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 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'



[Chorus]