Lyrics:
And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further than yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris - I pack more nuts than Delta Airlines
Us, they Feeling Us
Are you Feeling Us?
Cause everywhere I go, man I swear they know my name
Make your girlfriend cry when she see me walk by
Cause
Ladies & gentlemen I go by the name of Cisalo
& I'm here with my beloved band
The Innocence & uh we gotta special piece
We'd like to do for y'all
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
gotta stay strong
Feeling so lost
Gotta put a smile on
Feeling so lost
But I gotta stay strong
Feeling so lost
Gotta put a smile on me
What is love
Is it
a toast real close
In case I gotta turn the rest of yo' peeps into ghosts
Fuck it I'm ready for combat, with a gat
That'll make any nigga, become a meal
what you said
I'm like a skeleton covered with rotted skin
I got a grin
Shankin' you till I murder you
'cause I gotta win
Packin' a metal barrel under
My
Hahaha, yeah mell
Slam dunkin' P's like I'm Zion, huh
Might cop the Porsche, new Cayenne (Skrrt)
Gotta keep that fire, don't wanna die young
Huh
I gotta plan
Gotta plan
Gotta plan for us all
I gotta plan
I gotta plan
I gotta plan for us all
I gotta plan
I gotta plan I gotta plan for us all
If
I gotta get it by any means
I gotta get it by any means
Cook in the kitchen I serve the fiends
Pay what you owe it ain't nothing free
I gotta get
keep a Prada box
Ak', gotta rock the rocks, now I got the rock of Roc's (Minimum)
And I cop a top, ak chop a glock, suede, beige, knock a knock
System in
who-who
Never been the type to bend or budge
The wrong button to push
No friend of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese
I'm a pitbull off his
who-who
Never been the type to bend or budge
The wrong button to push
No friend of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese
I'm a pitbull off his
when I can make you mine
Unexplained feelings that I ain't really get into yet
Is there anything else you gotta tell me now?
I don't wanna talk 'bout
running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat
Us, they Feeling Us
Are you Feeling Us?
Cause everywhere I go, man I swear they know my name
Make your girlfriend cry when she see me walk by
Cause
and witness how the streets made me the grimiest nigga alive
I sell you a fake pie, shoot out your fake eye
Give niggaz a break, nah; I gotta chase mine
Don't
I'm feeling excited And I cannot hide it
No longer blinded I'm seeing the signs and I like how they shining
I'm ready to riot I'm killing the silence
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair
The common census lost their senses
Offended by anything
We gotta break the median at beast mode by any means
We able to hypnotize many beauty queens
Got them
'm taking the bait
I'm liable to get it regardless the stakes
I'm not late for lunch, gotta full plate
I'm gotta eat, I'm gotta grow, got a message homie,
you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight
[Hook]
[T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp
the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough, but what you doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't feeling me
Why
Keep your circle tight
Trust no one, nobody (nobody, nobody, no no no)
DJ Khaled!
Gotta be careful who you trusting
Be aware of your
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