Bodega Bamz Muy Peligroso
[Intro]
The sun will rise, the moon will show
The sun will shine, the moon will glow
The sun will rise, the moon will show
The sun will shine, the moon will glow
[Verse]
Where I record, you can hide El Chapo in, yo
Low like a number two, call me Caesar
I'm sick now, started with a slight fever
Y'all forgot Papi (What?), slight amnesia?
F..ck y'all, when it's on, don't say, "We need ya"
I don't follow the leader, I made my own way
They ain't wanna share, made my own pay
Paid my own dues, load my own K
Grab my own shovel, dig my own grave
You can't silence the voice of the voiceless, punk
You can't silence the voice of the voiceless
Had to say it two times, I don't do three strikes
Now it's three thousand, it used to be three likes
Appetizer budget, now I want three sides
Paid me in slices, now I want three pies
Men lie, women lie, every story, three sides
Give me my shot, I'm a sniper like three-five
Black and red Jordan 1s, I'ma take three nines
Give two away, wear one only three times (Easy, nigga)
Niggas go to war showin' peace signs
So when I draw a gun, that's a piece sign
The life of Nip should inspire all
I don't need to be crip to be cut from that cloth
Blew a bag down Fifth Ave, shit
Feelin' like Santa Claus
He so gifted, rap so neatly
They said, "Bamz wack," I'm like, "Hee hee"
I don't key-key, two-twelve, meet me
This rap shit easy
You can't silence the voice of the voiceless
If you real and you know it, better show it
Two big balls, I gotta hold it
Too much heart, I gotta po' it, bitch