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Before U See Me (EDITED)
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Finally, the artists they didn't want you to hear has finally arrived!!! Live from the streets of Dallas, TX, B-Eazy delivers his self-produced, debut CD BY ANY
Transforming a life-long dream into a living and breathing reality is the force that empowers the multi-talented, musical phenom Brenton B-Eazy Barge. At age 27 and hailing from the city of BIG D - Dallas, TX, his desire to conquer the music world is accompanied with a double-dosage formula uncommon in todays artists. Armed with a fiery, yet undeniable flow as an MC, coupled with versatile and unprecedented production talents, B-Eazy attempts to elevate the music scene in Dallas, leaving a blazing trail for others to follow!
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #4,970
Peak in subgenre #2,716
Author
B-EAZY
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2007 B-EAZY PRODUCTIONS
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May 06, 2009
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:46
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Produced by: B-Eazy [HOOK] Who dat, who dat?/ Hummin with dat bass in tha trunk/ Who dat, who dat?/ Smokin? ride smelling like skunk/ Just know that/ Whether I?m bumpin two 12?s or five 15?s/ bi***, you gone hear me/ Before u see me [VERSE 1] I'm doing this one for tha single ladies & tha G?s/ Skating on them 23's/ Blowing weed or riding D's/ or sliding on them gliding Spre's/ Rimmed up and tinted up/ Can't see whose in that Chevy f***a/ (A pimp's cup, a pimp must)/ And we steady sipping syrup, sucka/ Pop's had a Chevy Impala, and chopped the top on his truck/ sh*** dropped it so low, swear if we hit a bump, we would get f***ed/ I?m gripping the grain, damn near gotta splinter in my hand/ Bending corners, banging UGK/ I'm "Ridin' Dirty", man/ Got plenty "Dirty Money" wrapped up in them rubber bands/ I?m reppin for the struggle of us hustla's here, and other lands/ This the only brother that can/ still kill the track and sound southern man/ Yet and still rep for Dallas/ Will bet a thou'/ You can't beat me in a domino hand/ NOPE!/ Shouts out to kinfolk in the pen/ Once you get out we gone blow it in the wind/ Sip cold Hypno/ Mix it with the Hen/ Ball the f*** out, then do it all again/YEP!/ That's how it is when your riding thru my city/ and often here's what you'll hear when your posted riding wit me... [HOOK 2X] Spell my name right, B dash E-A-Z-Y, kiss no ass/ Ashy to classy, so fast/ I pop up in your hood with no pass/ And get head from the girls with no ass/ A hustler is what I'm known as/ I won't stop like Diddy, need mo' cash/ Still claim to Roc-a-fella like Dame Dash/ Dallas, is where I was raised at/ Catch me on I-35 laid back/ Or up in P.T's spending them paper stacks/ I'm a major cat, here to save this rap, game/ Cuz y'all cats steady rapping lame/ Jack your man flow and say it ain't the same/ Take notes on how I spit these flames/ Rip sh*** and mix it wit southern slang/ Kids I'm giving you game/ its simple, pimpin I've trained/ Went from having holes in Blacktops, to top of this rap thang/ Anyway, I still want the rims that don't listen/ Check your reflection as they glisten/ Stop at the light and they steady spinnin/ Like your neck when I'm next to you pimpin'/ Get looks from old people when my bass shake they pacemaker/ Yo sh*** ain't hitting if your speakers bout as thin as paper/ You riding factory, and boy that there just hacks at me/ I don't care if your engine broke/ Just go to the store/ and say you want your's bad as B's... [HOOK 2X] Copyright 2007 B-Eazy Productions. Barge House Music Publishing. Lyrics reprinted with permission. All Rights Reserved.
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