Bathgate Freestyle
DJ Clue Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Look, I'm here to make a mill' off of fifteen bricks
I rob for, can't see me workin' for Job Corps
It's Gates, dog a little introduction to me
Crack's D unto himself who else fuckin' with me?

Who got the shit in a chokehold? Who gettin' that powder?
Who got the candy red 'Pala, sittin' with M. Holla?
It's real life and I ain't got to act in a flick
Or make a skate and play like I'm blackin' a bitch

Young 'n I like the 5, but feel right in the 6
Its more roomy, so I can feel right in your bitch
Shit, I drink Velvey, Henny, and Cris
In the hood they call me 'Can't-get-right'

But I can get right
It ain't a ho in Harlem that can't get piped or any five boroughs
My 9 semi starts trouble, I want y'all to act up
Go head and play dumb Billy Bathgates my name, huh
Nigga, I shot ya





Yeah, DJ Clue, Desert Storm, fat shout
My nigga Just Blaze, Enigma

Overall Meaning

In the song "Bathgate Freestyle" by DJ Clue and Bathgate, Bathgate talks about his experience as a drug dealer and his ambition to make a lot of money. He talks about how he wants to make a million dollars from selling fifteen bricks of drugs. Bathgate is confident in his skills as a dealer and believes that he is better off robbing than working for Job Corps, which is a government-funded job training program for young people.


Bathgate introduces himself to the listener, describing himself as a person who is in control of his life and is not afraid to take risks. He refers to himself as Crack's D unto himself, meaning that he is at the top of the drug dealing game and has no one else to compete with. Bathgate boasts about his ability to hold onto a large amount of drugs and how he is in possession of a candy red 'Pala, sitting with M. Holla.


Bathgate talks about his love for luxury and how he enjoys drinking expensive liquor like Velvey, Henny, and Cris. He also mentions his reputation in the hood as 'Can't-get-right,' but is quick to point out that he can 'get right' when he needs to. Bathgate is a force to be reckoned with and warns others to be careful around him as his semi-automatic gun can start trouble.


Line by Line Meaning

Look, I'm here to make a mill' off of fifteen bricks
I'm here to make a million dollars from selling fifteen bricks of drugs


I rob for, can't see me workin' for Job Corps
I commit robberies, can't imagine myself ever working for Job Corps


It's Gates, dog a little introduction to me
It's Bathgate, let me introduce myself


Crack's D unto himself who else fuckin' with me?
I'm the best, who else is messing with me?


Who got the shit in a chokehold? Who gettin' that powder?
Who has complete control over the drugs? Who is getting that money?


Who got the candy red 'Pala, sittin' with M. Holla?
Who has the candy red Chevrolet Impala sitting with the girl M. Holla?


It's real life and I ain't got to act in a flick
This is real life, I don't have to act in a movie


Or make a skate and play like I'm blackin' a bitch
Or pretend to be doing something I'm not, like trying to impress a woman


Young 'n I like the 5, but feel right in the 6
I like the 5 series BMW, but I feel comfortable in the 6 series


Its more roomy, so I can feel right in your bitch
It's more spacious, so I can feel comfortable with your woman


Shit, I drink Velvey, Henny, and Cris
I drink expensive alcohol such as Hennessy, Cristal, and Dom Perignon


In the hood they call me 'Can't-get-right'
In the neighborhood they call me 'Can't-get-right'


But I can get right
But I can 'get right' (meaning I can be successful)


It ain't a ho in Harlem that can't get piped or any five boroughs
There's no woman in Harlem or any of the five boroughs that I can't have sex with


My 9 semi starts trouble, I want y'all to act up
My 9mm semi-automatic gun causes trouble, I want you all to cause a disturbance


Go head and play dumb Billy Bathgates my name, huh
Go ahead and pretend you don't know who I am, my name is Billy Bathgate


Nigga, I shot ya
I shot you, man


Yeah, DJ Clue, Desert Storm, fat shout
Yeah, DJ Clue and the Desert Storm crew, big shoutout


My nigga Just Blaze, Enigma
My friend Just Blaze and Enigma




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found