Da Wild Boyz - Ya b**h You lyrics

(talking) Let's Go Get Em Records Real head hunters ain't afraid to say nothing Wild Boys on the track, Big Ant and Batman, 2000 Millennium Chorus: Ya b**h You !! How you gon front on me ( b**h n***a, b**h n***a) Ya b**h You !! You know it ain't safe in the streets ( b**h n***a, b**h n***a) Ya b**h You !! How you gon run from the heat (b**h n***a, b**h n***a) Ya b**h You !! Ya b**h You !! Verse 1: You gotta get it how you live on these streets, or ya f**ed 50 rounds spit out A chopper to k** a couple f** a scuffle, cause only the weak live neat Da Wild Boyz (wild boys) run the streets and we k**in off the beef All ya heard was blocka (blocka), now I'm smokin a ??? Channel four made that n***a out a muthaf**in star Bullet holes in his car, and every shot was meant to wet him And in my head, all I heard was Let's Go Get Em It's all beef , they don't want me back on the streets Cause I know who got the money, and where them n***as sleep Where they creep, where the heat ? You gon remember me Sonny Redd, S.R. n***a lockin down the streets Repeat chorus Verse 2: You know it's hard comin up in a click and sh** Cause when you get rich, other n***as start to b**h About sh** ain't fair no more, this n***a don't care no more 'Man how you gon f** my girl?' b**h you sound like a ho Ain't sh** 'pose to come 'tween us, not no b**h,ho Not the money, or the muthaf**in dope Either we thick like grits, or I'm seein a ghost n***a you know how it go : don't brag, don't boast Cause ho's get you caught up, and ho's get you k**ed And I ain't gon let no f**in ho destroy the sh** that I done built And ho's turn to snitches, Snitches turn to b**hes Amongst real n***as in the pin when they ship in Repeat chorus