Rock-A-Bye-Bye

What's she on? What's she on?

Y'all know my story (y'all know, ew)

I'm talking about based on a true story

B.Gizzle, heart of the streets

Freedom of speech type shit

My talk, my shit, look (let me talk)

Ain't nobody gave me nothing, got it out the mud

Ain't nobody gave me nothing, I got it in blood

2002, 2003, I was on the run

Eastside Detroit, I linked with the plug

Free my nigga, Big Will, my dog was the shit

He trusted me to go to the end, oh, it's seven brick

I was really down bad, I was on my ass

I hit and left Cash Money, ran through my old stage

Monkey on my bed, getting full of that heroin (nope)

But I was still hood rich with a ghetto past

I swallowed my pride, went back to my old ways

When me and LT was on the block in the old days

Breaking down four and a half, serving two for once

And if a nigga try to take something, we shoot him up

This the story of a nigga that ball 'til he fall (ball)

This the story of a nigga that been through it all

I'm a rock, I done grind, I done shine

One thing I ain't never did is lie

And if you wanna be a tear outside

Can't stop, then it's like a bomb

I'm a rock, I done grind, I done shine

One thing I ain't never did is lie

And if you wanna, we can take it outside

Can't stop, then it's like a bomb

Finally got back on my feet and got my bag up (uh)

When I got back on my feet, I put my pants up (put 'em up)

Represent Louisiana, make them stand up

In the pen, nigga, was a wreck, I done brand up

When I took down and hesitate to run a bag up

I shine for all them nights that my mama ain't had enough

I shine for all them nights that we heavy digging rice

I shine for all the nights that we had to steal like me

I shine for all the nights I was a youngin and still in bikes

Now I'm legendary, neck and wrist full of ice

Now I'm legendary, whole world know my name

B.G.'s a Hot Boy, cool nigga

I'm a rock, I done grind, I done shine

One thing I ain't never did is lie

And if you wanna, we can take it outside

Can't stop, then it's like a bomb

Nigga, I'm a rock, I done grind, I done shine

One thing I ain't never did is lie

And if you wanna, we can take it outside

Can't stop, then it's like a bomb

Yeah, B.Gizzle, heart of the streets

Still too hood to be Hollywood

Back off the gag order

It's that Freedom of Speech shit, nigga

Ain't want me to pop my shit, but I'm popping my shit

Shout-out to my nigga, Bank Road, man

L.A. in this bitch (L.A.)

Named Grape Street, stand up

Not clones for the real niggas