Baby Bash - Don´t Disrespect My Mind lyrics

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Album: Tha Smokin´ Nephew (2003)

Low G]
Ghetto Soldier, I´m representin´ from that Houston
second War, that be the place where I do my dirt
Kickin´ 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
LSR, I kept it real from the fuckin´ start
I stay strapped, cause my neighborhood is 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 j´ s, your jacket, & 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 strike
Ghetto star, Greyhound is my fuckin´ car
Ghetto close, 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 maggets gon´ be a magget, fagget´s gon´ be a fagget
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 wound & autographed it
The game is graphic, & the classic, in & 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 cheifed, the way I like it
You disrespect the clik, 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 & cut the loot
You fuck with punks, 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 & get it
Cause every blow has nothing but these bad intentions
So now you know Baby Bash keeps it gut wrenchin´

[Chorus]

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