IT BE LIKE THAT (WOO HAH!)

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Woo Hah
Woo Hah
Woo Hah
Woo Hah
Woo Hah
Woo Hah
Woo Hah
Woo Hah
If you got traction, gotta watch out for distractions
Nigga pass the ball to the captain, that's just part of the tactics
Can't pause the draw when in action, this the real deal, no haptics
Y'all just applaud to the faction, that's just a part of the fraction
Y'all niggas fall to inaction, hood niggas call it just slacking
Happens when you stall on your passion
If I go deeper, then she gone' want me to keep her
And she gone turn to the skeeter
When her body shake like seizure, confirm that she turn to believer
But a nigga don't really need her, I just want to squeeze her and please her
Just warming up like the fever,Sitting in front of the heater
Hope this shit bump in your speakers, I need to breather
Hope it's enough in the meter, Think of some stuff in this reefer
Can't take it out with the tweezers, Maybe the dust of the keif or
Maybe I'm turning to creature, Cause I gain power not getting weaker
I tell you this shit it go deeper, but I'm not here to play game of the preacher
Shhh, follow the leader
You do not tell me I'm certified, Nigga just swerve aside
Holding that shit, it might hurt your eyes
Time to commercialize, kill em and verbalize
Nigga the earth is mine
What you internalize, nigga just let it out
What is you scared about, nigga just tear it out
Cause we bout to air it out, music blaring now
Damn, why it seem so cold
There's no peace, just deceased
When the TV on
Why they jeans so low
Why they think so bold
It might seem so slow
Don't redeem your soul
And oh, why he scream like that
Why he lean like that
Why he bleed like that
When he seen po-po
Why he freeze like that
He didn't seem like that
But it be like that
Scoff at your name, lost and deranged
Cough with the pain, not with the gang, Off with your brain
Profits the game, topics will change
Optics a frame, we are not the same
I'm the type of nigga that's gone jog in the rain
You the type of nigga that gone fall to the fame
With the ball and the chain, you can crawl in your shame
And that's all for the game
Bomb niggas like Hussein, got the beat kicking like Liu Kang
Now these pussy niggas running, Usain
Swear they belong in the food chain, right next to the fruits mane
When they see you do thangs, then they whole mood change
But I let it slide, let the peasant keep the loose change
I be riding by myself, don't need a group, mane
Cause I gotta keep it moving
I think I'm way too advanced, I should get paid in advance
Acting like you in demand, someone get you and your man
This is not part of the plan, nigga spit spark and a bam
Y'all niggas chewing the hand, truly like who understand
Biting the fingers that feed, knowing that this shit ain't free
Why you inciting with me, guy, you ain't writing with me
I am Poseidon of sea, Fight and the trident with me
Hoping you like what you see, I see some patterns and trim
I took the acid again, what is the matter with them
Act like I'm mad at the rim, now there's blood splat on the timb
I'm at it again, I'm an addict to win
Damn, why it seem so cold
There's no peace, just deceased
When the TV on
Why they jeans so low
Why they think so bold
It might seem so slow
Don't redeem your soul
And oh, why he scream like that
Why he lean like that
Why he bleed like that
When he seen po-po
Why he freeze like that
He didn't seem like that
But it be like that

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