Lyrics:
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation
Microphone cord, a dirty
grab her
Thinkin to myself, "Aiyyo, I got to have her"
[Chorus]
Verse Three: Big Ill, Al Skratch
Yeah.. yeah.. I like your flow yo, do I say oh
he's not shakin' (not shakin')
Police call me, beat that case (beat that case)
Before I eat, I say my grace (say my grace)
I seen my Crips and shake
More pain, more love what's the difference Between yo
Lies catch eyes
To cashi to scam mine
Just a refresh button to all this bad lie
Drifting by
But what you just said got me Walking Away...now I'm Walking Away
So I'm taking it, day by day
Playing it close like the big game, play by play
They say
podemos comer (la presión)
Tú 'tás dura sin ir al gym, taco' Louboutin (sí)
Maquillaje de Sephora, panties de Supreme (Supreme)
Tu celular y tu corazón
"Say Al, you're a guest here today
Don't you think you oughta start this tune?"
"No, I don't think so, Bing
I may be a guest and all that, but I,
"Say Al, you're a guest here today
Don't you think you oughta start this tune?"
"No, I don't think so, Bing
I may be a guest and all that, but I,
Yo no puedo fardar de nada
Y menos con esta puta cara
Así es que pago mi copa, llego a la hora
Y no cobro entrada
Little by little saben de mí
Captan
grab her
Thinkin to myself, "Aiyyo, I got to have her"
[Chorus]
Verse Three: Big Ill, Al Skratch
Yeah.. yeah.. I like your flow yo, do I say oh
Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by
rest by
I'm jus tryna party where you wan flex
I'm in tryna chill until the sunset
Girl you know you got me high, no be drug test
Girl you fine many fine
But a bet that's a chore
Cos you're so lazy
Bust down the doors
Al be following shady
Your mum's a whore
She failed to raise ye
I'm a samurai
So dry
hits like I'm Drake
I ain't OVO but I move with the drac
I fly private jets only first class
She be acting funny can't say my name
Told her I ain't fly
Ghosting girls just like you kinda died
You think you're Al Pacino
Made by Tarantino
You came down like an angel
Like Michelangelo created you
Like you're
Al Pacino (Al Pacino)
Flowers for a king, flowers for a king (for a king)
So, the very day I die, this song you sing (song you sing)
Flowers on my
not care what I say and they don't care what I (Wait)
Why the fuck do you give a fuck what the fuck I say
I'm not insane and I say what I say
I don't
your boy Alcyon
It's been a long time since we mash up a track together see
What you say we run old school style again?
For family and friends til
the time
On TV, and we used to
Know what was happening, ah
You know up there in Winnipeg
And ah, well I met this guy
Named Al and he’s, um
He’s
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation, microphone cord
A dirty broad
To the status of an Al Capone
Mr big 6 in the game of bones
But you know what they say what
Goes up must come down
So just peep what I speak as
You focus
By the end, we are neighbors who share the same fears
(Ana ou jari ihna naa'eesh fee khouf
Aa'shan al majhoul, aa'shan al khatar fi houm
Bidna bus al
Cool-ass Al, he got a badge from the neighborhood yo
Fly police car, the ninety-two model, now check it out
Now Al used to rob, used to smoke,
close by
More life I say
Yo
All ah who count we out
Shoulda count from 4, 3, 2, 1!
Nah mean?
Struggle years for a couple years
But I 4, 3, 2 won!
Nah
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