Where The Bul At?! - Cassidy

Listen, all I’m trying to do is write raps, get money and relax

I’ve been way better than all you cats

Shocked when I got the news that

This nigga ready for war, then where that fool at?

Listen, I was getting to the chicken way before rapping (Facts!)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

We get busy, if they with me then, the bul strapped (Facts!)

This nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

If this nigga ready, if this nigga ready (What, what?)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

We real niggas, real hitters got the bul back (Facts!)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

If you give me a reason, I won’t reason with you

Ratchet pretty, she have a tiddy, I squeeze her nipple

I send my O. G to get you it won’t be an issue

Cause he’ll fish you, right before he let you see the pistol

He’ll whip you till he get exhausted like car smoke

My guy ride, he’ll do a drive-by, pay his car note

My bars hard, you bite them and get your jaw broke

Like pop a xanny with oxycotton, my bars dope

Yo, I know a steppa that’s crippled, that man can’t walk

And man I can’t speak sign language, but let my hands talk

You can get hit with the damn Hulk or the can spark

Play Tough Tony, get the iron like your man Stark

Listen, I was getting to the chicken way before rapping (Facts!)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

We get busy, if they with me then, the bul strapped (Facts!)

This nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

If this nigga ready, if this nigga ready (What, what?)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

We real niggas, real hitters got the bul back (Facts!)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

That damn chalk will outline your body, I’ll palm the shotty

To keep it fly, you should kill yourself and go Kamikaze

I’m not a bitch, my choppa kick like Taiwan karate

You think I’m choking till your shit get peeled, time for Cosby

We had to sit through bids, now rappers snitch to pigs

I miss the Pac’s and I miss the Big’s, Ronald Isley

My nigga shoot to get the loot through all kinda robberies

I can have a run in your building and redesign the lobby

You a son of a bitch I put that on your mom and poppy

Your mom a thotty, your pop a pussy, but mine’s is cock

Stop trying to stop me, I’m the next wave, I’m back at it

Yo, for decades I had a flow that they been tryna copy, bars!

Listen, I was getting to the chicken way before rapping (Facts!)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

We get busy, if they with me then, the bul strapped (Facts!)

This nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

If this nigga ready, if this nigga ready (What, what?)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)

We real niggas, real hitters got the bul back (Facts!)

If this nigga ready for war, then where that bul at? (Yeah!)