"I Ain't Hidin'" lyrics
Lil bro hop up out that car
Tryna see what the lil nigga be on about
Take that route
See where you end up they gon' be grabbin' you carryin' you out
H gang till my brains hang
They thought I retired, you thank God I'm leavin' em out
Still screamin' Free 30 out the chain gang he in n out
Okay he just wanna be a rapper, do you wanna kill or not?
I just put money on Cyraq books he say he gettin' out
Last nigga approach ain't go with his move he know that I'm gettin' it off
Another opp died, double O cried
Get champagne and pop it
He say it's a hunnit on my mind
Lil nigga you need to stop it
Keep on runnin' we pull up on side
Park that car and stop it
Now Lil Dee huntin, they tryna slide
Them niggas woke up a monster
You shouldn't have groupied and get in my mind
I ain't gon' lie it's gon' cost her
PMOk, we gon' slide, now his son a foster child
We got them scats runnin' thru the Murda like the wild
I'm goin' 200 miles
Say they gon' hit up the Beamer, okay park it then
Say you don't like my demeanor, okay spark it then
He tryna see who cleaner
I'm like shut up bitch go get that get back
Double O get that repo a shit back
Mission complete he ain't gettin' his shit back
Say it's money on my head, come get it I ain't hidin'
I'm in the Murda, I be slidin'
Word around town it be plenty of Jace sightings
Lil bro hop up out that car
Tryna see what the lil nigga be on about
Take that route
See where you end up they gon' be grabbin' you carryin' you out
H gang till my brains hang
They thought I retired, you thank God I'm leavin' em out
Still screamin' Free 30 out the chain gang he in and out
Okay he just wanna be a rapper, do you wanna kill or not?
I just put money on Cyraq books he say he gettin' out
Last nigga approach ain't go with his move he know that I'm gettin' it off
Another opp died, double O cried
Get champagne and pop it
Tryna see what the lil nigga be on about
Take that route
See where you end up they gon' be grabbin' you carryin' you out
H gang till my brains hang
They thought I retired, you thank God I'm leavin' em out
Still screamin' Free 30 out the chain gang he in n out
Okay he just wanna be a rapper, do you wanna kill or not?
I just put money on Cyraq books he say he gettin' out
Last nigga approach ain't go with his move he know that I'm gettin' it off
Another opp died, double O cried
Get champagne and pop it
He say it's a hunnit on my mind
Lil nigga you need to stop it
Keep on runnin' we pull up on side
Park that car and stop it
Now Lil Dee huntin, they tryna slide
Them niggas woke up a monster
You shouldn't have groupied and get in my mind
I ain't gon' lie it's gon' cost her
PMOk, we gon' slide, now his son a foster child
We got them scats runnin' thru the Murda like the wild
I'm goin' 200 miles
Say they gon' hit up the Beamer, okay park it then
Say you don't like my demeanor, okay spark it then
He tryna see who cleaner
I'm like shut up bitch go get that get back
Double O get that repo a shit back
Mission complete he ain't gettin' his shit back
Say it's money on my head, come get it I ain't hidin'
I'm in the Murda, I be slidin'
Word around town it be plenty of Jace sightings
Lil bro hop up out that car
Tryna see what the lil nigga be on about
Take that route
See where you end up they gon' be grabbin' you carryin' you out
H gang till my brains hang
They thought I retired, you thank God I'm leavin' em out
Still screamin' Free 30 out the chain gang he in and out
Okay he just wanna be a rapper, do you wanna kill or not?
I just put money on Cyraq books he say he gettin' out
Last nigga approach ain't go with his move he know that I'm gettin' it off
Another opp died, double O cried
Get champagne and pop it
