Bam! bitch nigga lay face down and the dirt Count the ants u jerk Im the answer u jerk Not like allen nor paul ear but u can still get hurt U got speak a little louder cause a nigga got small ear Either that or he ain't wanted around here mothaf**k I know get hunted around here mothaf**k And they call me big james around here mothaf**k Got any problem call maine im here Up in the fest nigga Bumping vest nigga Gonna out like a western ride Is im wrestle naw But nigga still haven't learn lesson from that 88' accident This rap shit was a accident I suppose to sell crack and shit But came out kinda talented And i balance Im ph balance nigga don't test me Just might make u burst in to tear When switch from 1 to 3 gear Pop my gat and the potato drop Yo But u ain't really that hood though Yo girl really a hoe doe And ya whole hood know And i brought the chain really gold never eva rose With the very big my logo And the hoodie is over me all i need is the 44 man If u f**k with me it blow blow All man im oh so serious Man i need find so more bitch And my flow oh so various I know no boundary No homo's around me just gangster man What the possibility Of me falling off this rap shit And tomorrow i'll be Across the from ya crib Like behind the tree On my way to ya doorstep Like behind the key Man Y'all nigga better keep buy me Or bring out that bad guy in me U don't want that Man they say the squad is too hot Dey say it still be hot during august and july I don't want to go no more .. f**k it we got that remix
If i put u on my hit list U gonna walk around with football equipment Tha guns that we squeeze put bullets in ya chest Cause we squeeze arm like blood pressure test I bet u want big james to slump ya clump ass I'll push a clip between ya lip and mustache Touch my cash and taste the floor My 8 make ya face hot like straighten combs I wanna make this known if i don't blow f**k it I got ounces of haze that go for four hundred When the haze come in Be on the block all night Wit bags the size of monopoly dice If u caught snitchin then a cannon to ya rib I'll make u strip nake like d'anglo did I get more bread then u And get more head then u Cause i do shit u scared to do Maine.. eazzzzzyyyy
Ima the wrong one to fool wit I got 2 clit clit The pump will have u nasty like pool split U a bitch If u eva speak wrong I'll have ya hood nigga sing rest in peace song Keep playin and wake up in a truck I'll u pussy bleed Like it's that time of the month period Im serious i hand out ounces I be running through abandon Burn haze come back out and serve the block Wit a bird in a landry detergent box And some dirty clothes So it does seem like im toss packs It just seem like im goin' to the laundromat It's a real shame Especial When the jake know your Ya face Ya birthday And ya real name Like yo kane And i still throw record lies And i flip pounds And i don't mean excise I make nigga upset when i rhyme U want to battle Lets put some bets on the line If u run number we can get down right naw Man write down my two way number If u tryna hear 'bout maine Just dial 877954- 1893 That what u nigga page went u tryna find me a bitch
We go to sleep with the fussin' Then wake up to the f**kin' Breakfast in bed Don't forget my english muffin
When i hit the block None of u nigga be standin' I'll pull the burner out my draws You gonna piss in ur panties
Nigga want to fight I'll talk to hamburger Who want beef Who want beef When u look outside You will see cop being murda
Had ta struggle for success Hid grams in girls breast Stick bricks ... under they dress Nathin' more Nathin' less Cause i hustle Ta be tha best In tha game Wear diamonds in my chain So everythan' anit tha same Boy thank i be playin' Ima treat like tha same Drag across tha street Shoot him in the brain Put him in tha house And pretend Everythan is tha same Ya boy lil maine But u can call me big james Cause ima big In tha change But lil in the fam But everythan' gonna change When i get my pinky ring Camera be on me Like it was a super bowl ring But i still got super bowl change Cause i put that white stuff in a super bowl man It's tha best U can test Pull it out tha left side of my vest Cause i deal tha best So tha block neva rest
Money in my hand Body on my heart Good thang we got a forgiving god Got a lot of bitch None got to my heart Neva fall in love That's a bad start So i keep my girls away That's a distance part Love my money Never distance part Stay a distance away from the snitchin' part Snitchin ass nigga Take away his lookin part Ya Ima all that and a bag of chips All day that what i do is bag some chips For what You know to shot up a bitch Shot up his bitch If that bitch nigga start bitchin' Ya No sympathy at all Stay that way And nigga u will never fall Fall down to the endless ditch That the endless pit Its time to end this shit Bitch. my nigga tremaine s jackson aka big james
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