Lyrical Breakdown of Handle One - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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(KPOnTheBeat)
(Jah, heat it up)
Say, so a nigga owe you somethin'?
Well, a nigga owe me somethin' too, and this what I'm gonna do
I'ma grab that chopper with that knife on front
I'm a Northside nigga, I can handle one, believe that, yeah, yeah
Smoke somethin' behind my nigga, pull up and I blow my pistol
I kill a nigga bitch, play your ass, watch, I zip you, yeah
Fuck that talk, let's do that, yeah, I'm a pimp, bitch, I'm-, yeah
Whoa, slow it down, lil' mama in here throwin' all that ass
Yeah, I'm in my bag, I'll flash out
Make a nigga whoop your ass and do your bag, you gon' get dragged out
Put a switch on back, that four-five, it's a MAC now
You pussy broke bitch, know you might die in the 'Raq, huh
Look, look, night time in the Northside, I'm posted in the projects
All the pain I gotta dissect, bitch, I'll kill you 'bout my profit
If you ain't slime, you ain't one of my mine, bitch, cross the line, we slang iron
Stay with that look in my eyes, bitch, you gon' respect my mind
Tell a nigga, fuck him, then be waitin' outside for that bitch bark
Rock out with choppers, no guitars, I'm gon' go hard, I swear to God
I miss my boy, I'm goin' off bars, I tried succeedin', bitch, it's hard
Yeah, pop one, then I'm goin' ahead doped up, I'm on my plenty meds
Say, so a nigga owe you somethin'?
Well, a nigga owe me somethin' too, and this what I'm gonna do
I'ma grab that chopper with that knife on front
I'm a Northside nigga, I can handle one, believe that, yeah, yeah
Out my mind, ball out my top, nah
Play, I shoot the fuckin' crowd, tell 'em clear it out now
I just popped a Percocet, I'm foamin' in my mouth now
I go buy Z06 'Vette inside, I got that Carbon, slime
She know it's beef, that boy an opp, she fuckin' lyin'
Hold on, truck-built bitch (ah), bitch, you better pick a side
Believe me, one of them boys gon' die
Matter of time, I'ma dish out fire
Now, bitch, bye, I need a point three right now, nigga
If you ain't slime, you ain't one of my mine, bitch, cross the line, we slang iron
Stay with that look in my eyes, bitch, you gon' respect my mind
Tell a nigga, fuck him, then be waitin' outside for that bitch bark
Rock out with choppers, no guitars, I'm gon' go hard, I swear to God
I miss my boy, I'm goin' off bars, I tried succeedin', bitch, it's hard
Yeah, pop one, then I'm goin' ahead, doped up, I'm on my plenty meds
Say, so a nigga owe you somethin'?
Well, a nigga owe me somethin' too, and this what I'm gonna do
I'ma grab that chopper with that knife on front
I'm a Northside nigga, I can handle one