Lirik Lagu Better Than I Can Tell Ya (feat. A-Wax, Richie Rich, Russell Lee) - Baby Bash
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[Russell Lee]Yeah, YeahI'm a spit some of this real gameSome real shitSome real talkNa, naWhoa-oh, Whoa
[Richie Rich]Ugh, check my watchCheck my chainIt's simple and plainThe Chevy wit the blew out brainsAs I bounce and mashCount this cashFloss and flashCop and blow a zip wit BashSince everything is big in Texas then where's the zag's?I'm a cross the finish lineTell me where's the flags?Brought my rag topShould have brought the JagOn the beach me and BeeshLook at all this assI could tell you stories but can show you cashGive you game and secrets that I know you'll passTo the next playa haterAnd he'll break like glassNow I got a bunch of people digging' through my padsSo I choose to flossCuz who's the boss, let's ink itIt's Richie Rich for those who thought re-think itSome yell it and tell itI blow it and smoke it and smell itLet's spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what?
[Chorus: Russell Lee]I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell yaI can show you better than I can tell ya, tell yaI can show you better than I can tell ya, whoa yeahBut it's really nothin' though (But it's really nothin' though)But it's really nothin' though (But it's really nothin' though)
[Baby Bash]I could show you somethin' dirty deep up in them corners mayneWhat the deal?I could bend the block and make it hotter than a Forman grillI got the keys to the Chevy CapriceI could show you mother fuckin' snitches straight to BelizeNow that's lowFa sho', conspiracy and paroleI could show you real cats doin' time over a hoI could show you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they mindI could show you dime pieces in school fashion designI could show you street lights and heart beak hotelsI could show you young cats gettin' popped wit yayoDown to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in meAnd from the looks of thangs the popo's ain't understandin' meThe original digital scale readerThe pedigree playa who be stackin' his VelveetaI could show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin'I could show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's really nothin'
[Chorus]
[A-Wax]I could show youI could reach you and teach youI know you and where you comin' fromI understand itThis been goin' on forever dogIt's no endLife is like a bullet in your back from a close friendDisappointed to the point where I'm runnin' by myselfNever knowin' where I'm goin' start to wonder myself, yeahMoney was a necessityMy greed got the best of meYou think you smokin' Uncle BWho got the recipe?I'm sayin' it's nothin'I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearlyI'd rather you respect me than fear meI came a long way and still I got a while to goYou probably thinkin' to yourself "What's he smilin' for?"My dog Bash about to be platinum doin' his thangSo if you hate him for it, boy you fakin' and know itWe takin' this moneyBig bundles of billsI'm like a whole 'nother person when it come to this skrill
[Richie Rich]Ugh, check my watchCheck my chainIt's simple and plainThe Chevy wit the blew out brainsAs I bounce and mashCount this cashFloss and flashCop and blow a zip wit BashSince everything is big in Texas then where's the zag's?I'm a cross the finish lineTell me where's the flags?Brought my rag topShould have brought the JagOn the beach me and BeeshLook at all this assI could tell you stories but can show you cashGive you game and secrets that I know you'll passTo the next playa haterAnd he'll break like glassNow I got a bunch of people digging' through my padsSo I choose to flossCuz who's the boss, let's ink itIt's Richie Rich for those who thought re-think itSome yell it and tell itI blow it and smoke it and smell itLet's spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what?
[Chorus: Russell Lee]I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell yaI can show you better than I can tell ya, tell yaI can show you better than I can tell ya, whoa yeahBut it's really nothin' though (But it's really nothin' though)But it's really nothin' though (But it's really nothin' though)
[Baby Bash]I could show you somethin' dirty deep up in them corners mayneWhat the deal?I could bend the block and make it hotter than a Forman grillI got the keys to the Chevy CapriceI could show you mother fuckin' snitches straight to BelizeNow that's lowFa sho', conspiracy and paroleI could show you real cats doin' time over a hoI could show you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they mindI could show you dime pieces in school fashion designI could show you street lights and heart beak hotelsI could show you young cats gettin' popped wit yayoDown to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in meAnd from the looks of thangs the popo's ain't understandin' meThe original digital scale readerThe pedigree playa who be stackin' his VelveetaI could show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin'I could show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's really nothin'
[Chorus]
[A-Wax]I could show youI could reach you and teach youI know you and where you comin' fromI understand itThis been goin' on forever dogIt's no endLife is like a bullet in your back from a close friendDisappointed to the point where I'm runnin' by myselfNever knowin' where I'm goin' start to wonder myself, yeahMoney was a necessityMy greed got the best of meYou think you smokin' Uncle BWho got the recipe?I'm sayin' it's nothin'I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearlyI'd rather you respect me than fear meI came a long way and still I got a while to goYou probably thinkin' to yourself "What's he smilin' for?"My dog Bash about to be platinum doin' his thangSo if you hate him for it, boy you fakin' and know itWe takin' this moneyBig bundles of billsI'm like a whole 'nother person when it come to this skrill
