Yo yo I only ride for those that'll ride for me I only shoot for those that'll shoot for me I used to be in D.C. with my poetry Niggers said I'm on some other shit crazily I used to sell cracks from the front streets to back Then I got locked up wicked Jake popped up And the Jake he seen my style before But I'm stayin lyrical behind my door I'm in the yard God where niggas try to test me hard But my vocal's too powerful law, it's too potent I kick one verse, the whole cypher stood frozen Now them niggas want to parlay with me, general I'm smooth like them niggas that, don't blow trial I come on home to a new leaf, no beef Jose Luis yo I'm ill like an Indian chief And my dress code, ill like, indiglo [Chorus: x2] Aiyyo we thugged out what, and we let y'all know we keep it thugged out, catch us at, every show Let's get the jump off jumped off, here's the bang out Yo at every fuckin club, yo we got octane out I need, nuttin but cash, I'm out in the stash Extra acres, Caribbean seeds with no crabs F*ck hunger, I'm gettin no younger, cop this half brick til my pocket just thick, sit back and laugh with the out of towners, keepin money around us Four pounders, flippin wiggies, to the sirens around us Cars and jewels, inside moves, three day cruise Booted from Beijing, ?brought? our ventures to ?use? The entrepreneur, droppin cock in your whore Keep pussy open like a nigga sniffin coke in the hall I do it all for y'all, basketball, or rims Fiberglass that hold guns when I play old friends Learn how to act around a playa who spike tracks Doublin the pressure if your Empire Strikes Back We savages.. break you up like marriages Stick you in public and hide the thrills in baby carriages [Chorus] The way I grace shit so swift, play it tenacious but smooth like a fugitive who move with a facelift I stay lit, passin Branson, finesse no less Reppin at random, forever at my best when I'm trancin niggas make me want to focus with emotion If you notice, the vultures I bring they sting so swift Your quotes is from Maze, my bang'll tip with any rapper these days, spittin venom when my wordplay sprays and claimin half this cash regardless, dome my target from the heart spittin my flow while slow niggas process Blow the spot rock aggressive, mac eleven shots in twenty seconds, flood money stashed kept in fed mint What is that monkey tail you trust with your math to lush your cash, rush in your path, bust you then dash That's why I'm never fast with the street shit Driftin in this deepness, with each step breath taken make you niggas speechless Distinctive, mad different's how I kick it Some niggas recognize I'm individualized when I spit it [Chorus] What what what what what! Thugged out nigga Poet performin some other shit (I'm type priceless) On stage holdin my dick In front of all y'all bullshit ass niggas (We're ill niggas why'know) Probably jerk off or piss on the front row Throw that water on y'all, ya heard? (Word) We don't give a f*ck (aight) We gonna keep it on some thug shit From now to whenever nigga If it's on let us know it's on Try to sleep they'll sucka punch you F*ck that
Written by: VICTOR SANTIAGO, MICHAEL ALLEN, EDWIN ALMONTE, ANTONIO BROWN, CHARLES E. DANIELS, JOHN THOMAS CRAIN, WILLIAM JOEL DI GREGORIO, FRED LAROY EDWARDS, CHARLES FRED HAYWARD, JAMES W. MARSHALL
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