Play this song

Trademark Da Skydiver - Best Believe Lyrics


Trademark Da Skydiver – Best Believe Lyrics

Turn the music up and light the Kush before I ride out
If my bitch was stuffed for hundred
‘ comes up in the hide out
We gonna bounce the dawn,
Bitch, you know just what I’m about
Stacking up this paper, making moves
For caters they gonna do
Whatever takes to knock me off my hustle,
But I won’t lose!
Don’t be confused, I can’t either win’ of what I do
For me go who?
Boss stop, cons nigga, I’m gonna do!
Let me through, I’m here to do my thing!
You ain’t heard the news?
Popping on the add and iTunes,
You ain’t keep the view.
These niggas trying to hold me back
F**k that, I’m on the loose!
Smoking on the killer,
Sipping on that purple juice
From sun down to sun up
They stay popping up our comma, fool

Hook:
Big money, killer weed
That’s all I want and all I need
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G!
Do it for my thieves that’s alive and well
And the dead homies may rest in peace!
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G.
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe!

Nigga, set, trip, and get check quick
We don’t f**k around, nigga best believe
A bad bitch and a bag of weed
On the back seat, that’s all I need.
These niggas wanna see me fell,
But enough of that, I’m so G-ed up
Nigga, f**k around if you want to
Bet your shirt will have to get cleaned up
You ain’t put the food in my mouth
Nigga, you ain’t never helped me stack no Gs up!
Shout up, ‘ my niggas spit up!
We’re barking shuts at the, niggas
But these niggas trying to hold me down
Maybe because the niggas too real for ’em.
I got a real nigga who’ll ride for me
I got real niggas who’ll kill for me
They scheme shit, they got real on ’em
They can’t f**k with my mill, homie!
Got mill on me, through still on ’em
Nigga King Kong, they got shit on me!
But damn niggas don’t know about that
Cause they’re busy all, I’ve been a bitch face
On front street they’re on display
They believe whatever that bitch say!

Hook:
Big money, killer weed
That’s all I want and all I need
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G!
Do it for my thieves that’s alive and well
And the dead homies may rest in peace!
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
Nigga best believe!
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe
I’m a East Side New Orleans, nigga
A rare breed, I keep the G.
I sweat balling, still got some time
I’m a shine force, nigga best believe!

[Lyrics to Best Believe by Trademark Da Skydiver]
Play 'Trademark Da Skydiver - Best Believe'



How do you rate these lyrics and song?
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (2 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)




Show Comments

Comment on this page. Discuss song meanings here, state your opinion and share it with others,
or maybe even write a review in your own words.

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.


Your opinion is very important. Thank you!   Please Register or Login to remove the security check.