Представляем точный текст композиции "Betta Watch Me" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста C-Murder . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Betta Watch Me» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую C-Murder передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
C-Murder - "Betta Watch Me"
Lyrics to Betta Watch Me : (feat. Fiend, Popeye) (*talking*) Wake up-wake-up-wake up Man I hit the set, and them boys be getting ghost Ya know, they spooking but its cool Im bout to wake em up [Hook - 2x] You better watch me, cause Im doing bad Plus Im hurting, I gotta get weed Now where them goods at, playboy give me that And get them goods wrapped, Ill make you lean back [C-Murder] See my clock is on need fo, Im ready tweeking I cant be sitting up here hurting, all weekend I keep on falling off, at the worst times And if Im stuck it aint my fault, Im gon reverse mines My pain Ima nourish mines, cause Im sick with it Now where them ballers at, Im looking for that big ticket Ten minutes from losing it, one day from locked up The way Im living, sooner or later Im gon be boxed up Nobody trusting me, they know how Im coming I hit the block, and I swear I see them cowards running Putting they stash up, peeping out they windows Now why they tripping, Im the exact opposite of 5-0 Its called survival, of the fittest I cant help it cause Im with it, and you aint with it I come to get it, yeah I did it I did that I cant take that back, so beat your feet back All yall gon remember me, cause me aint no joke Me do what me does, cause aint no being broke I was raised in this, I aint ask for this I tried changing my life, and now its back to this Somebody pray for me, the Lord is testing me But them people, they gon have problems arresting me Now my lungs hurting, need that black vest And I feel like, jacking one of these rappers [Hook - 2x] [Fiend] Was 14 with the felons, while yall did the misdemeanors Niggaz my age, was pushing Beamers Niggaz that sprayed, while using Ninas AKs and SKs, your chest cave Your neck shaved, and your waves turn to still water Hood on fire, racks of money steal daughters Kill fathers, pop a seed in your mama This routine, and you pussies thought you knew Fiend Im from a city, where erything crooked Where the right kind of money, meant the judge overlook it And Im screwed up, I aint talking Swishahouse Fore I learned to tie my shoes up, I was burning crews up My Ward verse your Ward, put them 22s up These 26s, make you put them 22s up This Mack-90 mean, I aint giving you fuck But bullets, in that shiny new truck What you know about, fighting for five days Hanging niggaz upside down, coming at you sideways A crooked H, going 67-5 And I add them three quarters for the ride, plus Im high [Hook - 2x] [Popeye] I got this world in the tip of my pistol, shining like crystal on my waist Shadow ducking the barell, reflecting off in his face Hes below his lace, so my tapes no longer lead Stomp in the Expedition, my mission was made to speed Blazing up the weed, tried my tints and armored lint Checking up on my schedule, for all the Benz I spent Get the hustling broad, put the one out of socket Having enough to catch life, in all four of my pockets You understand, and click your hand late Its time to cope for what you never ate, guts and nuts on the dinner plate Love is hate, kissing ass by wetting vocals Hustling on the streets, when its hotter than Akapolko [Hook - 2x] [ Betta Watch Me Lyrics ]
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