This is a song about "Bring"

Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!!

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

When they bring it back down

My name is timb aka thomas crown

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

The freshness of my breath bring your death

He always bring the bitching brutality,

Third ward general, young cash money

Still got my nike boots

Bring your whole goons of dudes

Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

These other cats bring blasphemy

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

Hating my macking, they asking