Make It Work (feat. Lil Marco)

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Lil Marco, nigga. Gang
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

Nigga
Getting to that paper, yeah that paper make a nigga work
Got my lil shorty in the back, yea  the paper make her twerk
I'm just out here stepping with my fist
These motherfuckers weapons
Hit a nigga chest in two shots, it sends the ass to heaven
I'm just out here stepping with my brothers
We gon' get it crackin'

Niggas want the smoke, I pull up on them, we gon' let them have it
Two of my young niggas thuggin', gettin' money while you niggas laughin'
Floatin' with a stick on the carpet like my name Aladdin
Also like Medusa, got him suckin', now this scene get tragic

Huh?
Now this thing get tragic
Pull up with the pack, I got the gas on, now they call me Pac-Man
Once I get the money and the bread, they bout to call me Rackman
I'll put a band up on your head, you just another black man

Huh? You just another black man
Got a whole gang of goons, niggas like to call me Captain
Got a lot of anger in my system, I'll let it loose
I'll beat a pussy nigga ass like it's for the coochie

Niggas mad cause they can't come up with me, so they call me Boosie
Huh? So they call me Boosie
Niggas said they want the fuckin' smoke, I gotta keep that toolie
Huh? I gotta keep that toolie

Niggas said they want the fuckin' smoke, I gotta keep that toolie
Huh? Huh? Huh? Gotta keep that toolie

Lil Marco, you did your shit on that one. Hold on, let me keep this straight though
Ha, look, ah, look, ah

I'm too fucked up in the crib eatin' ramen noodles
Y'all niggas think life's too hard, you a fuckin' poodle
Y'all niggas stay high off life, turn your brain to noodles
Y'all niggas been rappin' and I never fail

Niggas ran from me twice, niggas Vin palew
Can't even stand to sleep, I keep hearin' bells
I can't even stand by the coochie, that shit smells
And nigga you a fuckin' good burger, nigga Kennan Kel

Man I stay really on the road, y'all be missin' sells
Man y'all take too long to roll, y'all shell stale
At 13, had to grow old, I don't f*ck with 12
When I die, I'ma be a legend, nigga wish me well

Y'all niggas ran from me three times, nigga kisam few
Fat nigga quick on his feet, police fell
The police fuckin' fell, bro
Look, ah, ah

I'm too fucked up in the crib eatin' momma rice
But if this nigga don't eat, I won't be polite
I'm done tappin' in with bitches
Baby be my wife
Nah, baby leave my life
I can't even change my ways

Nigga Mike and Ike, we all came from the bottom
Why would I switch, right? I'm sick of this virus shit
Get the home mic
Nah, get the stu mic

Getting to that paper, yeah that paper make a nigga work
Got my lil shorty in the back, yea  the paper make her twerk
I'm just out here stepping with my fist
These motherfuckers weapons
Hit a nigga chest in two shots, it sends the ass to heaven
I'm just out here stepping with my brothers
We gon' get it crackin'

Niggas want the smoke, I pull up on them, we gon' let them have it
Two of my young niggas thuggin', gettin' money while you niggas laughin'
Floatin' with a stick on the carpet like my name Aladdin

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