Bigg Dogg - Psycho (feat. Irv ParaDice) Lyrics

I got the gods all wilding
Fresh like Italians
Aint nobody here f*cking with me
Ya bouta do something ya dont wanna do
And tryna make me really go off on you
My niggas is psycho
Psycho
Somebody rolling them trees
My niggas is psycho
Psycho
And somebody holding that heat

Ayo I do it I do it I do it again
So what you tell em
Move to the music The juice and the gin
We got that bounce
Niggas aint winning I tell you again
Its been a longtime coming please pardon the french
Ya all dummies
2016 was here for me
Double parked in front of projects rolling up ganja
And real talk dont ever try to step if you aint gonn holla
Got the shooters rolling bomboclot joints of the fire
In the parking lot
Heater locked
F*ck the cops they need the guap
F*ck the peace we wilding the Hennessy did it no doubt
When we pull up with banana clips the flows on gorilla
Smoking doobies now but we blaze you like a swisher my nigga
Free the Big Vic
90th Street
Amsterdam
The Plaza be the real fam with no loose ends
Ya feel me homie
Im psycho just in case you aint know me
Dont worry bout the team they my niggas in case
You was wondering got the

I got the gods all wilding
Fresh like Italians
Aint nobody here f*cking with me
Ya bouta do something ya dont wanna do
And tryna make me really go off on you
My niggas is psycho
Psycho
Somebody rolling them trees
My niggas is psycho
Psycho
And somebody holding that heat

I tried to tell that my phone clicking
All you see is scales up in the kitchen
Hit the whole block off lil homies pitch it
When im gripping I dont leave a witness
Try to front
Leave em washed like he doing dishes
Boy know that im about my business
Like im suited up
Know some grimey niggas come in here and shoot it up
Smith and Wesson prolly burn em like a hookah would
Chino in the feds
Steve started shooting up
Just tell me if im losing ya
Shit is always gonn be different its never the same
Reminiscing while im smoking a L of the pain
All my niggas on parole but still in the game
Taking overnight flights the weather done changed
Went from sitting in project halls
To telling the connect im bouta cop it all
Can you front 100 more
Came a long way from the corner store

I got the gods all wilding
Fresh like Italians
Aint nobody here f*cking with me
Ya bouta do something ya dont wanna do
And tryna make me really go off on you
My niggas is psycho
Psycho
Somebody rolling them trees
My niggas is psycho
Psycho
And somebody holding that heat