BME Up Songtext / Lyric

[6 seconds instrumental]



[Intro:]

Uh-uh, uh... uhhh!



[Chorus:]

Nigga, we up; - we don't give a fuck!

We gon' keep holdin' this shit dooowwn!

This nigga raise up, - you can get bucked. [echoes] [shot] - Gangstas a-roouund!

Got the world in a flux - all on the nuts!

You can't stop us noooow! (this where the riders at!)

Till we posted up somewhere beneath the groouund!






[Verse 1:]

BME! - Trust the truth's in the booth!

He don't take a hit to let 'em know I'm bulletproof.

Rest In Peace, Proof! This is no truce!

This is - hood music brought directly to you.

Mac-11 in the Chevy with a nigga or two;

Ready for whatever, we cuckoo, - loose screw.

Used to bungalows, juicin' up fiends

Just to ride 'round in the new school.

Come from - basehead rentals. - Same faces, no dental!

Claimin' they gon' pay incidentals.

Give a fiend a break, he see God all in ya!

Then he run game 'til your change all minimal.

Pinnin' them predicaments - to live that life;

I been spendin' Benjamins since the early '90s! (90's!)

Now BME is where a nigga can find me,

Still on the grind, nigga still gettin' mine!



[Chorus]



[Verse 2:]

Niggaz, - I done been around the world and back.

Ask about Trice! - Ain't shit fuckin' with that!

BME said: "Get 'em! " Obie did exact,

Straight from the trap to the muhfuckin' map.

Young nigga - star, - do this - car;

Louis, - where a nigga murder a track!

Hurdle over snares and claps

So verbal. - Had to dumb it down so your ears adapt!

Now it's "Money In The Bank", Lil' Scrap's pappy.

'Preme in the tank, ain't a vehic' could pass me!

Ask BME how a nigga from 'Craft be,

Nasty, - K covered up in the back seat.

Any melee comin' at me, - death day!

Pastor be speakin' to your "fam-lay"!

G-shit! - I'm a rap 'til my sun set,

'Cept sun's up. - BME, what?!



[Chorus]



[Verse 3:]

Nigga, I don't slip; handle 'em. - Rap's Rip Hamilton!

All in his mansion - gamblin'

All's I'm tryna do is match 'em. - Rappin'!

Get a couple chicks, I'm ramblin'. - Stab 'em!

Take 'em to the crib where it's Magnum, - madness

Mashin' - ass - as if - you ain't know the half.

It's BME, that's the muh'fuckin staff!

Now I represent on they behalf. - Yes! [acapella]



[Chorus] [beat stops]