Webbie | Lyrics | Retarded

I'm stackin', rappin' but if I just so happen was it
I probably would be posted up thugin', sellin' crack are somethin'
I had to leave it alone 'cause the rats are something
Look like my return won't be long the streets keep asking for me

Young savage on the mound game ova now
I'm in Houston and a town where's the muthafuckin' crown
And now I don't have no f*****' friends, I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 b**** don't let me down

Collaborate, just f*** wit them that's makin' me sick
Sbroil b****** don't want share, so I'm taking dis s***
I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love, just tears, weed, blood, and hoes

I'm like slim, these niggas don't feel my pain
A ninty-nine problems and but a b**** ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta music, thank big labels ain't come
S***'d we just trying see which one

I'm so retarded
And I'm gon' all hard and
My game muthafuckin' b**** niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting started

They hate to see a nigga ballin'
They rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see money
B**** nigga regarded

If the s*** ain't funny den I can't grin
And if it don't make money it don't make sense
If you really ain't 'bout nothing
You better zip your lips 'cause around here stuntin' nigga emp yo clip

My grand so ridickuless, you can call me da clips
And I slap all my b****** you can call me a pimp
I'm like the hood candy lady, I got them chips
I got hoes wit J.Lo faces and Beyonce hips

2 home boys doin' 7 can't wait till da touch
So many people up in heaven dat I miss so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not 'cause I'm scared
But no they coming I hope they don't shoot for my head

I'm so retarded
And I'm gon' all hard and
My game muthafuckin' b**** niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting started

They hate to see a nigga ballin'
They rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see money
B**** nigga regarded

18 riding lacks nigga, How you hate dat?
Do it big bad b**** give me dat shake back nigga
Y'all ain't got do s*** just leave it to me
Push record for yo boy and lay back and kick up yo beat

Turn up da beat a pen paper give me one sheet
Put a bar code on it disrepute dis heat
I got tha biggest f*****' bug buzzin' in dis streets
I know you heard a young savage Trill E N T

But you forgot 'bout me thought I was gone where I'm gone go
I run dis muthafucker, I'm the spice in da gumbo
I'm 'bout my f*****' paper man dats all I f*****' want more
You gone gets wats mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe

Still good, still can get you rite on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge, I'm da nigga wit da snow
To let y'all niggas do y'all thang so I hope y'all been gettin' it
Wat up playa, I'm da new mayor of da city nigga

I'm so retarded
And I'm gon' all hard and
My game muthafuckin' b**** niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting started

They hate to see a nigga ballin'
They rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see money
B**** nigga regarded