Better Than I Can Tell Ya Lyrics - A-wax

(feat. Richie Rich, Awax & Russell Lee) 

[Russell Lee] 

Yeah, Yeah 

I'm a spit some of this real game 

Some real shit 

Some real talk 

Na, na 

Whoa-oh, Whoa 

[Richie Rich] 

Ugh, check my watch 

Check my chain 

It's simple and plain 

The Chevy wit the blew out brains 

As I bounce and mash 

Count this cash 

Floss and flash 

Cop and blow a zip wit Bash 

Since everything is big in Texas then where's the zag's? 

I'm a cross the finish line 

Tell me where's the flags? 

Brought my rag top 

Should have brought the Jag 

On the beach me and Beesh 

Look at all this ass 

I could tell you stories but can show you cash 

Give you game and secrets that I know you'll pass 

To the next playa hater 

And he'll break like glass 

Now I got a bunch of people digging' through my pads 

So I choose to floss 

Cuz who's the boss, let's ink it 

It's Richie Rich for those who thought re-think it 

Some yell it and tell it 

I blow it and smoke it and smell it 

Let's spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what? 

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[Chorus]: Russell Lee 

I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell ya 

I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell ya 

I can show you better than I can tell ya, whoa yeah 

But it's really nothin' though [But it's really nothin' though] 

But it's really nothin' though [But it's really nothin' though] 

[Baby Bash] 

I could show you somethin' dirty deep up in them corners mayne 

What the deal? 

I could bend the block and make it hotter than a Forman grill 

I got the keys to the Chevy Caprice 

I could show you mother fuckin' snitches straight to Belize 

Now that's low 

Fa sho', conspiracy and parole 

I could show you real cats doin' time over a ho 

I could show you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they mind 

I could show you dime pieces in school fashion design 

I could show you street lights and heart beak hotels 

I could show you young cats gettin' popped wit yayo 

Down to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in me 

And from the looks of thangs the popo's ain't understandin' me 

The original digital scale reader 

The pedigree playa who be stackin' his Velveeta 

I could show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin' 

I could show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's really nothin' 

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[Chorus] 

[A-Wax] 

I could show you 

I could reach you and teach you 

I know you and where you comin' from 

I understand it 

This been goin' on forever dog 

It's no end 

Life is like a bullet in your back from a close friend 

Disappointed to the point where I'm runnin' by myself 

Never knowin' where I'm goin' start to wonder myself, yeah 

Money was a necessity 

My greed got the best of me 

You think you smokin' Uncle B 

Who got the recipe? 

I'm sayin' it's nothin' 

I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearly 

I'd rather you respect me than fear me 

I came a long way and still I got a while to go 

You probably thinkin' to yourself "What's he smilin' for?" 

My dog Bash about to be platinum doin' his thang 

So if you hate him for it, boy you fakin' and know it 

We takin' this money 

Big bundles of bills 

I'm like a whole 'nother person when it come to this skrill