Ducko McFli - Big God lyrics

[Intro] Ear Drummer f** is my ransom, homie? [Chorus: Trouble] Heyy wa**up, tell me what's in your cup You from the hood too, don't be actin' all stuck up You gettin' money lil baby, I guess we eatin' I get to rollin' blunts while I'm talkin' to Gs You only a lil' homie, you hear me? See me runnin' this sh** up Only the lil' homie stuck, big up Only the lil' homie stuck n***as tryin', n***as dyin', n***as greedy , everyday sh** get real, sh** get hard, n***as need you everyday Only the lil' homie stuck, big up Only the lil' homie stuck [Verse 1: Trouble] Guess I'mma hold it down, I'mma hold it down I can't scratch this sh** enough Don't snitch b**h, hold it down n***as ain't no sh**, so quit the switch, don't f** around What the f** you pullin' out the gat for? If you don't plan to blowin' it down b**h, you plottin' on yo' main man [?] good for that Rest in peace to [?] They hurt the hood with that Look at all these po' a** kids The hood f**ed up This sh** was never my dream Hustle from f**ed up Sit back, blowin' some green, talk to the big god Can you please bless my fam' [?] [?] take you too much to ask for n***a need ya, you can try to be greedy Just want good for my people Forgive me of all my evils I don't mean a lot but you're tough and I need ya Everyone don't f**, don't give a f**, I keep her Baby hit the balls, baby rough on the weepers Scratchin' like a panther, puttin' on bucks on the liters [Chorus: Trouble] Heyy wa**up, tell me what's in your cup You from the hood too, don't be actin' all stuck up You gettin' money lil baby, I guess we eatin' I get to rollin' blunts while I'm talkin' to Gs You only a lil' homie, you hear me? See me runnin' this sh** up Only the lil' homie stuck, big up Only the lil' homie stuck [Verse 2: Problem] I pay all my n***as, y'all payin' the badge Live zone 6, with deep mac, trap way in the back In front of church, guns, a TV and a bootleg DVD You old players gotta stop hatin' on these young ballers Barkley and Shaq, TNT Diamond Lane, DLG Off the seven like BLB You almost high as GLD I'm from Compton, I don't expect you to understand my POV I done bossed up bosses, that's why I said I'm a young OG [?] sold more than a P and I ran from not one n***a Have you raised a b**h [?] dick, just come give her (Hey) I took too much molly, alert the homies like come get her Hell naw, if you strapped or if he not so don't f** with her My n***as gon' be my n***as no matter what, so I'm stuck with them My b**hes like b**hes but can't f**, 'less I f** with them [?] I'm deep in this sh**, no sleepin' I'm peepin', everything breathin', no love in this sh** The [?] is governor man, and no I'm not lovin' the b**h Remember when the trap was bunkin' n***as I thought I was makin' money off publishin' sh** (Ha ha, that's crazy) I can't stop comin', that's why I got so many babies And b**hes love a dog, that's why I got so many ladies (What) [Chorus: Trouble] Heyy wa**up, tell me what's in your cup You from the hood too, don't be actin' all stuck up You gettin' money lil baby, I guess we eatin' I get to rollin' blunts while I'm talkin' to Gs You only a lil' homie, you hear me? See me runnin' this sh** up Only the lil' homie stuck, big up Only the lil' homie stuck n***as tryin', n***as dyin', n***as greedy , everyday sh** get real, sh** get hard, n***as need you everyday Only the lil' homie stuck, big up Only the lil' homie stuck