HIStory (feat. Bigga Rankin)

A fact of life is that we will be remembered more for what we destroy
 Than what we built. history is written by the victors
 That's why we must win at all costs
 This your story! take off young nigga
 Uh, yeahhhh, uh, I told the bitch this a dinner date
 She wanna fuck on me then stay
 Pulled off in a stingray
 Soft topped her
 Babe Ruth knocked the socks off her
 No softball, I'm an outlaw
 You a cornball, like a hot sauce
 Yeah, gotta lil packed out
 I got them racks on me right now
 I touched a 30 'fore I did my first show
 Shawty had them thangs for the low
 Who asked shawty? Hell if I know
 Parked the Benz at the front door
 Uhh, Cartiers on me, these frames can't snatch these from me, Deebo
 Rest In Peace, my nigga Geno
 We was on the front street
 Had a Mac 10, I was 14
 We was going everywhere 4 deep
 Parked the green Benz right across the street
 Air Force 1 whiter than a key
 Big Dog bark then they go eat
 They go spark shit 'bout me
 Yeah, niggas all on my line talking about "they starving"
 Nigga, we used to starve back then
 Fucked up, we used to rob back then
 Lucked up, hit on some cars back then
 Where the hell were y'all boys at then?
 Packed up in milk cars back then?
 We ain't seen homeboy since when?
 I ain't trying to do no more features
 I don't like you, I don't need you
 I'm go slide about my people
 I'm go lay down and do time, my freedom
 I can't go nowhere without my Nina
 (I can't go nowhere without my Nina)
 Look, this is HIStory
 Everything a true story
 Niggas switched, that shit tore me
 You ain't never did shit for me
 See wonder my bitch warned me
 I ain't listen, that shit haunt me
 I'm fucked up but I'm still learning
 I can't let a nigga "Big Worm" me
 Uh, th' fuck you mean I can make HIStory
 Martin Luther was a nigga beast
 Shit, Barack Obama, was no Kennedy
 How is you go get rid of me?
 Show these fuck niggas no sympathy
 Got a drum on it, no symphony
 Got a bomb on it like I'm OD
 Smoking 'fore nigga when I'm OT
 Big dawg, niggas know me
 Spent 15 on my nose ring
 L'il Spanish bitch keep my clothes clean
 Got a white bitch but her nose clean
 Lay on a pot, wipe your nose clean
 Lay on the opps like a whole king
 When the boost was out, we was chirping
 You ain't never put no work in
 Yeahh, get the money and drugs then we out
 Yeah, we put the money in the mattress
 But we ain't got no drugs in the house
 Yeah, before I leave I grab my ratchet
 I just can't get caught without it, yeah
 I told my my momma it's a habit
 I ain't been living without it
 Yeah yeahhhh
 Uh, I got Houston packed out
 I got a 100 on me right now
 We popped 100 bottles
 Fucked 100 models, had the youngins getting turned out
 Pulled up them semi-autos
 Get them fully autos,I need everything wiped out
 Feeling like, Boosie, bitch come wipe me down
 Feeling like, Pac, when I'm on the brown
 Yeah, this is HIStory
 Everything a true story
 Niggas switched, that shit tore me
 You ain't never did shit for me
 See wonder my bitch warned me
 I ain't listen, that shit haunt me
 I'm fucked up but I'm still learning
 I can't let a nigga "Big Worm" me
 Uh, got the alpha pack out
 I got them racks on me right now, yeah
 I got Aces packed out
 I got them racks on me right now
 We in VLive right now
 I got them racks on me right now, yeah
 Par... uh uh uh... front door
 Park the Benz at the front door, yeahh. (Skirt!)