TiDjab - Bitch is made Lyrics

Right here
A hard day from me era

Bills sack, bills sack, bills sack
Bills sack, bills sack

Djab on the mic
Northside on sight
Cleff on the radio
45 by my side
Rolling trough ways where crime pays
Shit is mine today no maydays
It pay day like any given Mondays
No gun play just nay nay
Come and get yo nez nez
Get yo tray bout to trade this is how bitch is made
Powder in her cool aid still smells like limonade
Up and down and down and up since the feeling never fades
-Djab
Up and down and down and up since the feeling never fades
-Djab
Up and down and down and up since the feeling never fades
-Djab
Up and down and down and up since the feeling never fades
-Djab

Out of sack don't give up

Hell sight, northside
Get'em on, giddy up

Out of sack don't give up

Hell sight, northside
Get'em on, giddy up

Out of sack don't give up

Hell sight, northside
Get'em on, giddy up

Out of sack don't give up

Hell sight, northside
Get'em on, giddy up

Yeah
Yeah

Jab on the mic

Northside on sight
Cleff on the radio
45 by my side
Rolling trough ways where crime pays
Shit is mine today no maydays
It pay day
Like any given Mondays
No gun play just nay nay
Come and get yo nez nez
Get yo tray bout to trade this is how bitch is made
Powder in her cool aid still smells like limonade
Up and down and down and up since the feeling never fades
-Djab

Djab on the mic in the mug age
Stilling the f*ck face
-Djab on the mic here rest your vital signs
Death on a op on the following night
Dropped a new verse while I rolled the dice
Djab on the mic northside on sight
On sight

Cleff on the radio
45 by my side
Rolling trough ways where crime pays
Shit is mine today no maydays
It pay day like any given Mondays
No gun play just nay nay
Come and get yo nez nez
Get yo tray bout to trade this is how bitch is made
Come and get your nez nez

Djab on the mic
Northside on sight
Cleff on the radio
45 by my side
Rolling trough ways where crime pays
Shit is mine today no maydays
It pay day like any given Mondays
No gun play just nay nay
Come and get yo nez nez
Come and get yo nez nez
Get your tray
Bout to trade
This is how a bitch is made

Powder in her cool aid still smells like limonade
Up and down and down and up since the feeling never fades

-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Djab, Djab, Djab.