Lil' Wyte - Blame It On Da Bay Lyrics
[DJ Paul - repeat 8X]***** what you, who gives a ***** what you *****es say[Lil' Wyte]I'm putting this one down for tha Bay you can bet *****Commin to tha Bay, round my way I'm a vet *****Launchin lightning by tha poundCall me mister coke and crownIn the town I'm found we got tha sound to make them haters frownBreak it downNow B is beating niggas aboutY is yours now figga it outConstantly questioning all tha bickerin ghetto fab is what I'm boutGot me commin up on hustlingPen pad I have to preach***** what you say if you disagree me run in tha streetsI'm always commin wit sum mo'Probly *****in on yo hoeIf you car got took I'm tha one who threw tha brick through tha windowRepercussions, guts are gushin head gets busted for practically nuttinConsequences they fold up, its splatter close will be discussedAnd Frayser's where my roots were sold and so that's where I call my homeIf it wasn't for tha Bay, tha rap game I would not belongHear this song man who gives a ***** what you *****es sayDon't get wrong, when you get got just blame it on da Bay[Hook]If your hoe get ***** (You can blame it on da Bay)If your car get took (You can blame it on da Bay)If your boys get shot (You can blame it on da Bay)Someone run up in your spot (You can blame it on da Bay)If your clique get hit (You can blame it on da Bay)Robbed blind fo sum shit (You can blame it on da Bay)Beat down in these streets (You can blame it on da Bay)Get jacked fo sum green (You can blame it on da Bay)[Verse 2]Blame it on da Bay is what they all say when something happens round they wayEither they too scared or too wrong to bring to our faceAdd it up - took his hoe, stole his car, and shot his broBy now someone like me should be dead but ya knowI'm tha one superstar out tha hood, its all goodCause tha hood that I plug is tha Bay understood?Rock 'em, sock 'em leave 'em for dead but keep up in yo sightTightly lock up 'em off in tha dungeon wit out a crack of lightFrayser B-O-U-N-D must be all up inside of meM-E-M-P-H-I-S crunkest city in TennesseeBlame it on da Bay if there's a glitch up in your atmosphereHear tha sound of money being made and its so crystal clearHaters watch tha street strapped wit heat that I'm feelin fineGradually I peak over tha steep hills that I have climbedAnd when I get finished with this path that I'm bout to pavePlease know that I wouldn't be shit wit out tha *****in Bay[Hook][DJ Paul - repeat 8X]***** what you, who gives a ***** what you *****es say
