The Symphony (feat. Mikey B Flatout, Hodgy Hendrix, Big Marley2x, India Ikea, D Beatz & Manny Hood)

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Zo Chiggz

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First up on the m-i-c
Mikey B light up the mic for the symphony
You already know Chiggz...
Uhh
Haha flat-out
Look aint no time to waste
Speed up the pace
Fix your face don't hate
There's money to be made
So Imma chase it like a relay race
Don't be phased my life amazed
Don't get put in your place
Stick came with a kit
Well equipped for you ain't nowhere safe
Won't recognize my face I'll cover it
Like the license plate
Hangin out the sunroof in the coupe
And all they hear is Dracs
My opps aint hard to locate
From what I know
Somewhere in the grave
I can't be tamed
My mama tried to pray but I can't be saved
Shoe strings stay unlaced yea I'm a trip
But I'm fly like planes
Women I make em drip between they clit
But I just want the brain
Gold chains with the diamonds in the bezel
Can't wait for that day
Yea me and my niggas paid but we want more
Like that nigga Ace
Next up on the m-i-c
Hodgy Hendrix f*ck up the mic
For the symphony
I just get what I deserve
This that and the third
Big Hodgy ten toes on the pavement
On my line tell em chill with the hatin'
Feeling like I've been one of the greatest
Keep it player but don't get it mistaken
Million dollar nigga oh don't you hate it
Big Hodgy I be Hillary Swankin
Ooh Ooh
Whole life what I wanna hear
This the shit that they ask for
F*ck these niggas lookin mad for
Told them bastards they should laugh more
I could never go out sad boy
Older pimpin' from my dad boy
Told them bitches that Im in my bag
I'm a trip get your passport
These niggas be on f*ck shit
That ain't something that I stand for
Treat these niggas like tenants in the building
Kick em out I'm the landlord
I'm a king I demand more
It's killa season where is Cam boy
Zo drop this shit boy and we finna break the fucking dashboard
Lot of niggas hot but niggas is not this
Lot of niggas doubted but niggas don't doubt this
Feel like '97 when niggas would pop Crys
Niggas know the vibes the flies on my shit
Just did a song with Zo and Lil Ty
Baseball flow cause a nigga would pop fly
Lot of niggas mad cause this was part time
Lot of niggas mad cause this was part time
Next up on the m-i-c
Big Marley spank they ass for the symphony
(Marley)
Making a move
I'm grippin' the tool
Wild like a young nigga supposed to
Hop out the whip I'm feelin' legit
Put me up just like a poster
F*ck what you said it's murder she said
Nah it's murder she wrote ya (muvas)
This what I said and this what she said
And this how I really approached her
Bad ass lil mama (muvas)
I ain't fucking with the drama
With a bank account with the commas
And a big K like a llama (damn)
It's a movie all in the making (uhh)
Tell a bitch stop fakin' (what)
Jump on the dick
Do it so quick
Know the body girl
Earthquake it
Complete mission I'm gone (gone)
Riding good in the zone
Where the f*ck you say you finna go
I said bitch I'm bound to go home
And don't call my phone
Cause I'm in that zone (why)
And I'm probably in the backseat
With your bitch giving me dome
Next up (I believe that's me)
India Ikea show em how to really emcee
I stand in the room with the best of them
Ain't no boxing me in I'm a wrestler
Got them clutching they pen like I'm testing them
If you watch and you see I'm not letting up
Ain't no compare to her
Never been regular
They say I'm acting different
No I'm getting better
They never see all the steps that it took
When it's beauty and brains
So it's more than just looks
Now I got em hooked
Queen-pin coming for the rap game
If a nigga leave me then he a big lame
I don't gotta double back for a damn thing
Big dreams big rings
Moving on to big things
Niggas be silly for real
That's why we never gon chill
That's why its f*ck how you feel
Running your mouth but can not close the deal
That's why I question the real
Cause shit don't be adding up
You flashing your money but broke as f*ck
While I'm on my mission to level up
You can't fake it to make it that's fake as f*ck
You know bitches be salty
I told you that
And now I'm on my shit I can't hold it back
And I don't give a f*ck if they notice that
And I love how they hate that I'm on the track
Remember that
Next up on the m-i-c
Aye playboy tell em why they call you D Beatz
Yes I'm next in line
Rip the neck from spine
I chin-check your kind
Even kinfolk can catch big smoke
I'm out P.G. up off the O rode
And that's a 10-4
There from 10 to 4 cause I'm attentive
Lieutenant shit
No Dan in the plan it's just me in the van
Heater in hand
Back to the block with a pan
Rockets a pop if you playin'
Socker Boppem like I'm back in the day
And it stay with the Aye...
But the "A" only come with the "K" with it
Are you ok with this Annie
Cause we full of that Ana
We found a spot and disconnected
Each and every one of them cameras
Ain't going back to the slammer
Slip and dip and left the lick spick and span
We playing the same game but ain't the same man
So it's who got the upper hand
Look I said we be the same blood
But not the same thug
Cause I came from another land
They needed a second to understand (huh)
Next up on the m-i-c
Manny Hood church the mic one time for clergy
Yea
I do not associate with no fake niggas
Cause my niggas realer than em
My mission is to stack up these Benjamins and
Binging for two days need me some different dinem
Nineteen in my britches better keep the distance
Fifteen come with it before you add extensions
I was 19 bussin' 12 and hoppin' fences
Bracing niggas opposite of penny pinching
Did I mention
I was raised round a whole bunch of misfits (I was)
Santa never came through on the wish list
It make sense why them niggas was senseless
Shit get deep need a shovel to dig this
Result to scamming and counterfeiting
Working out on the block
Physical fitness making them flips like a gymnast
I be rapping for fun in my free time
These niggas be rapping for real paying fee time
And they still talking Lipschitz
But lately I been benefiting
But I keep it cool
Nah I aint gon say shit
Never be reaching
Sign in to Beacon
Then I go holla at Mavis
Then she gon send me my payments
Next up finally its me
Z-O-C-H-I double G-Z
I book a flight just to wake up in it (and I'mma egg)
Say my prayers then go handle my business (amen)
Big dog on the line of scrimmage (big dog)
I'mma go and I'm gon let you finish (uhh)
She is trash if the bitch too friendly (bitch too friendly)
Give it here shawty don't be stingy (don't be stingy)
He be telling parents Mickey & Minnie (telling ass)
I'm good wherever it's not on me it's in me
Yea
Many drunk nights round the O
Pull up to the store
If you want you some Za
Baby nah chill just wait in the car
Forty dollars in her bra
She jazz man Agrabah
The boot got you lunchin' bite down
She high off of life and she want some pipe now
I'll be bussing her right down (huh)
We just be jamming
Jammy jam-jam Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis
We can go anywhere from LA to Atlanta
Young niggas is getting to it
Dirty lil dog (dirty lil)
You don't wanna see it go fetch
Don't come around if you on some sucka shit or some hoe shit
F*ck that big bro shit
Me and the circle on man time on some grown shit
On some growth shit
Whole time what you know shit
Indigo universe I think like royalty
Know how to demonstrate loyalty
If I hit her then come home to you
I don't wanna argue
Come on lets get some groceries
Lets go on vacation
Whoop her ass in tunk
Playing cards on the beach
I'm from a place where it aint sweet
Cold nights, f*ck, cold sheets
Doing things niggas out streets (huh)
Six minute beat (huh)
Seven minute beat (huh)
Nah its eight cause we gon eat
Soul Chiggz for the streets
Thats why its Soul Chiggz 4
Cause its for the streets
Damn

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