Lyrics:
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
this
Long before Easy-E, this MC, he was ruthless
Kickin' rhyme, spittin' 'rhyme, freestyle, I do's this
Who's this? You don't know me, homie, I'm
you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch when my album hit the streets; niggas can't see me!
Niggas can't see me
They can't see me
Which
I been woke 3 days cooking songs up
Ramen noodle dinners soaking the Patron up
I dun lost 3 albums on a flash drive
Every since I been looking for it
tents
Im a drug dealer without the drugs
Yeah
Simply just skill dont dare me cuz i will
Write a freaking album ina week oh i will
Insparation from josh
me
By my poetry writing bars Without profanity
It's catchy bending ways that's Flexibility
I ain't dead just so I flex in my Ability
I E S stressing my
my last album title song
but I understand it takes a year for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the head dog) So let's get it on! yea
[Notorious
This is over kill
Oooh
Let me catch my breath real quick
Yeah... Decisive I get behind devices, that are my vices
So I can fight this, despite this
Similar to me familiar
County hound comin' to burn your whole city up
I catch ya up in the club
Empty the fifth on ya
You all know it's pussy
By Vivica
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
bring? Nothin' but pain and one in your fuckin' brain
Ain't nothin' changed since the album, I'm still wildin'
I'm still violent I've been waitin' for
you're down to fight the power here's the power to fight
Overpower the mic, hit the crowd with the bomb diggy
Ring the alarm, now the squads with me
the bungalows
Baggin' up rocks the size of melons
That's when the fiends start tellin'
You can catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock like Ellen
bitch, I'm gon throw that shit down
Choppa hit his ass funna split his shit down
E-Eyes so wide off the LSD
E-Eyes so wide I can't feel a thing
Bad bitch
hard
Catch you slippin', slang that stick at the yard
Behind this business, we be takin' it far
Deal 'em out, we be dishin' our cards
Bad bitch hit
check the gang we set
We set, no cap
Wait wait, wait
Niggas cap they hate aye
I rap to get paid
Rap and get laid
Packin she's bae
Catch me by the pool
Cameras on the truck, TV gon' see
When I head to the shows, SB with me
Wipe a nigga down, that's TV
Mama so proud, we on TV
Pearls 'round my neck, them CCs
a bad bitch played her Frank Ocean Ivy
That was all it took now she wanna be my wifey
Bad bitches love CC amen
Bad bitches I only hit 10's
Flexible bitch
like childish hoes, I got my own jit to raise
Block lookin' like the Martin Luther King parade
Niggas outside with AKs and Chevrolets
Catch you outside,
don't let this Drake catch you
Popped up at his door, he know who ordered him this great special
I'm like CC you can ball if the gates, let you
Looked
an album?", shit, prolly
If you catch me out in traffic
Prolly riding big body
Prolly finna sip Wocky, prolly finna get high
I can't trust you 'cause I know
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
done
Smilin' in my presence hatin' on that Thug love
But Bone got a category, fan base thug love
Hit the avenues, never done, let 'em know it
Y'all
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