Bootleg - No Future lyrics

(M.C. Breed talking) M. Breed Bootleg Uh give it to me Part 2 baby (Chorus) I got dollas in my pocket, not from rolling (hustlers) I'm a Navigator rider it ain't stollin' (ballers) I get paid (mo money mo money mo mo money mo money mo) It ain't no future in your frontin' (mo money mo money mo mo money mo money mo) (M.C. Breed) This sh** bumpin' somethin' funky people gonna bump to jump to Hit em up do what you want to got you where I want you Ride on this real sh** why you hattin' us n***a still gon rip sh** E double I proclaim the name And you can watch a n***a bubble up and change the game Got a pocket full of money and weed that's all I need Sittin' waitin' on my n***a bout to get to get freed Got the knowledge on the streets Cali f** an Impala I want a 600 runnin' and when you see me holla holla See me sin I'm a criminal puttin Breed on the macks Cause I keep the paint jobs all original Them 20s will cover plenty of ground when I'm in you town Fuk around get clowned when I' come around I put it down all that talkin' ain't nothin' I'm gon tell you once again ain't no future in you motherf**in' frontin' (Chorus) (Bootleg) Yo Yo Yo Don't make me shoot ya fool ain't no future in your frontin' Me M. Breed here to break ya of somethin' I'm the B-double O-T-L-E-G F-L-I-N-T soldiers somebody should have told ya I crush 'em clutchin' me Breed come to rush 'em You want to hear lyrics listen up while I bust 'em Sippin' on that Hen low inhale a good smoke now hold ya breath gag and choke Fools can't fade already done made it Top of the line me and M. Breed are the dopest you can find In the industry cause we be workin' with that chemistry Magically takin' you to levels form gradually Breakin' you off from different angles and tangles sytematically Inhale exhale doin' automatically Ah ha now yall can ride to the Dayton Family and M. Breed breakin' em of worldwide Don't hate the player, player hater hate the game You know who I am and all my thugs know my name Who am I (the B-double-O-T-L-E-G) Rap name (Bootleg) Street name (Party Highly) All that talkin' that you doin' that ain't nothin' Me and M. Breed from Flint..(Flint town, MI hell yea, we in it) It ain't no future in your frontin'... Flint town... It ain't no future in your frontin' (Chorus) (M.C. Breed) Never got caught with a birdie Only ride 600 never ride dirty 50 ones always wanna run and come search me Paper chasin' always wakes a n***a up early (Bootleg) And I got dollars in my pocket not from rollin' Since I'm not a fiend the my j**lery never stollin' Puttin' "Bootleg" on everything I own My white Navigator, 8 twelves on chrome It's the return of the Dayton thugs fresh out of prison But I'm still bugged nothin' but slugs for me mugs Me and 3-6 tearin' up the club anybody violate the family is gettin' drugged Bootleg who said he can flow like I, I doubt it Besides that fact Relativity won't allow it You can borrow my style but please bring it home Cause my style be missin' its owner when I'm gone Ain't no future in your frontin' (Chorus) x2