Big Tymers Whatever(feat Cadillac Stone Lyrics

Whatever(feat Cadillac Stone Lyrics

[Baby]

 Baller Blockin'

 Nigga I don't give a fuck

 When it's on, it's on

 We got Baby, Lac and Stone

 In this bitch

   

 I'm a neighborhood superstar

 I'll cook anything from a ki of coke

 To a gram of that boyd

 Niggas scoring glocks

 Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks

 On my blocks stepping 'em up

 With grams and rocks

 If anything been scoring from me

 It was ten a ki

 I let my l'il round hustle

 As long as they score for me

   

 [Lac]

 Look if I pull up on the block

 Knowing the set was mine

 No more hand-to-hand contact

 I'm known for supplying

 Since I opened up this set 'chere

 This how it's gon' be

 Ain't nobody selling shit nigga

 Unless it's for me

   

 [Baby]

 All I know is crack slanging and block hanging

 On the corner [in] front the store

 Doing my thang

 These niggas know my game

 How I do my thang

 Water whip I can't do

 But whole thangs I slang

   

 [Lac]

 Now I'ma pay all my foot soldiers

 And tell 'em stay focused

 And front all the street hustlers

 And keeping 'em posted

 That white and that blue car

 We call 'em the law

 And the dirt that my niggas do

 Is done in the dark

   

 [Baby]

 Got l'il whodie running water 

 And we 'bout to cook these quarters

 The twenty under the seat

 For my son and my daughter

 The water hot enough

 Start cooking these quarters

 These niggas want it hard

 And I understand

   

 [Lac]

 If I pull up dressed in all black

 With a boot in my mouth

 Cause a nigga didn't pay 'Lac

 And I know that he sold out

 Put something in my street sweeper

 And run in his house

 Knock a hole up out his pa chest

 And a tongue out his ma mouth

   

 [Baby]

 A ki stashed up

 And I'm gettin' 'em all

 I got a stash put up    

 For the drought in the fall

   

 [Stone]

 Hot Boys vacating the pop

 Talk can back shit up

 The Feds call my 'hood a Payday

 Cuz it's packed with nuts

 Ghetto rich money stashed

 In the mansions bruh

 I got them kis

 Ten a ki from Fresh and Atrice bruh

   

 [Baby]

 I know niggas think bad

 Cause the people ride fast

 I got 5 strikes

 I'm going out with a blast

 Cash in your life nigga

 When you playing with me

 I'll give you work

 Break ya off ya face B.G.

   

 [Lac]

 Cadillac's the name I run with

 So call me Seville

 Push a platinum Escalade truck

 With 20 inch wheels

 Now the Jag you saw me driving

 That's for everyday stuntin'

 Loud pipes, big rims

 So you can see when I'm coming

   

 [Baby]

 I don't give a fuck nigga

 Ain't no rules in the streets

 You know money come first

 The other bullshit weak

 I don't wanna hear no stories

 About my cheese

 You violate nigga

 Your family gon' grieve

   

 [Stone]

 Headbuster Alva Stone

 Ya heard me dog

 And everytime ya heard my name

 It was a murder involved

 I just rap to clear my name

 And smuggle bundles of that raw

 Always rap so what you lames

 Suburb and that car

   

 [Lac]

 Saratoga and I ride

 I represent to the fullest

 Ain't nobody pulling strangs here

 Unless that I pull it

 If a nigga put a hit out

 Believe that I took it

 In the cost Bible murders

 Was ODing and bullets

   

 [Baby]

 All i know is gun slanging and head banging

 Too many disrespected

 And lived to sang it

 Drop change like a motherfucker

 Fuck them niggas

 If a nigga outta line

 Motherfuck that nigga

   

 [Stone]

 Type of nigga who'll bat a bitch

 And then wait on her pa

 Type of nigga who'll do a snitch

 Broad day in the park

 I'm one of them niggas that don't bring it

 Still buy up the bulk

 Like Rob Deniero, Rob Banks

 And bang out with the law

   

 [Lac]

 Look here I come from the projects

 And the ghetto streets

 I'm cooking up whole thangs

 'Till they hard like concrete

 I fronted the O.G.s

 A bag of that olzes

 For niggas that don't know

 I got something whodie

   

 [Baby]

 The same ol' nigga

 Just a different game

 Fuck bitches, tote heat

 Things never gon' change

 I'm the number one stunna

 Nigga, Baby's the name

 I like cooking crack

 And watch how quick it come back

   

 [Stone]

 I rock a oyster-faced Roley

 With the crust out bang

 Ice cover the wrist whodie

 Like I sprung my hand

 I sport Prowlers, whips

 With the T.V.s playing

 Iceberg, Prada dick

 Like here come the man

   

 [Baby]

 I'll pull up at Washington and Six

 In a six

 I'll slide out quick

 Bet I could fuck any bitch

   

 [Lac]

 I push a lavender Porsche Carerra

 Seat sprayed leather

 The top goes off and on

 To floss with the rainy weather

 The seats they ain't customized

 They made by Ricarro

 A ruby red CF5

 I'll cop by tomorrow

   

 [Baby]

 For catching me on the interstate drunk

 Running the law

 With a bitch in my lap

 Tasting my balls

 I don't like when they too much

 Act like they stuck up

 Leave Atrice nut up

 I'll bat that bitch up

   

 [Stone]

 The king of the Nolia

 I crowd both the wrists

 Lock down slanging towns

 Took the top off the six

 In the club I be thugged

 With ten topless chicks

 T-shirt, Girbauds, Reeboks

 In it

   

 [Stone]

 Killa, ain't no stopping it

   

 [Baby]

 Off top, can't pop this bitch

 You know what I'm saying

 Baller Blockin' you understand

   

 [Fresh]

 New Edition of Cash Money

   

 [Baby] 

 Some real Hot Boys

 Believe it whodie