Lyrics:
foot 6 now I'm out like John Candy
Hook (x4)
verse 3:
So now you gotta put in time if you want to get near me
But you can't hear me, cause you
of terror/
A lyrical G-Force/
Words flying around/
Strapped with C4/
So try catch my words/
Alive with the pin off/
And if you detonate/
It’s because we
write rhymes
I tell 'em I used to
Shit now I'm writin' history you gonna remember
Like The Juice Crew
You to the G to the K-P-A Playa
Miss me bout
ain't no turning back, just the simple facts
if you front on my team forcing me to react
my flows are hard and fast like a rata-tat-tat
And that's that -
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Ay its the Arabian King
I'm gonna keep it treal all day everyday
Slap it you know I got your head boppin
boy
You niggas can't touch me
Three piece suit like Willie Buckley
Oh you cute cute
You really ugly
The CEO of MBE couldn't mug me
He took a picture
the motherfuckin G
to the E to the T to the O, you know the spellin ho
I had to come up strong to get where I'm at
Moved by myself, I had nobody to watch my back
on
I've been sitting, sitting down
Tell me if you want to walk in my shoes
Maybe you see what is happening in this life
Every day I'm falling down
No one
own lane
Going off key
Spray one bar now you think you're a g
Remix flow you don't want it with the team
Breach gang fam whatcha mean whatcha mean
Not
Yeah (Wheezy outta here)
Big body whips, extended clip
Codeine to sip, Glock on my hip
My jeans are 2K, I shop at Phipps
You niggas delayed, I
the side the one-sided
On nation under God so divided
Out of touch with each others cultural activities
If you don't know someone like me than how you
recovered, multiple shots
You speak by your weak position, thinkin' you're strong
You're wrong, nigga, watch my killa ambition
Touch ya, Hoo-Bang niggas who
a standing ovation
Gimme flowers now , stop da hatred
If you want me to fall , you can leave
Let by gones be by gones
Put my feelings in these lyrics
And just
(yeah)
100K downstairs by the trey pound
But if they wonderin' who runnin' the A now?
Yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know
that shit up I had me a relay (Run it up)
It's on the way man I'm sorry for delays (Beep)
And that shit that you doin you late (Ya late)
I was 19 had
collectin'
My issue you neglectin', seem to me you disrespectin'
Boy don't play with my pape's 'cause I'ma gon' spray where you stay
Pull out that K in
hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I'm
(yeah)
100K downstairs by the trey pound
But if they wonderin' who runnin' the A now?
Yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know, yeah you know
found out by now
Spanky or the S K dont give a sh*t
Get the f*ck up off my nuts (uh huh) you crazy jealous f*cks ( oh oh )
Seems like your running out
here, my G
Lot of security with badges over there, I see
You brought the law with you
I brought them hittas with me
It ain't a nigga that I met
I thought
putting shit on
I don't even like Prada I'll buy it if I want
I ain't tryna do a feature I ain't tryna do a song
If you talking bout' exotic you can call my
niggas couldn't get a tan from me
Cause I get in the ring for that Vince McMahon money
Soon as his un-tuck BAM
Talking about you touch grams
I'm coming
just do that to me (scary bitch)
If you touch them other hoes, you know it's gon' be a first degree (scary ho)
When you scream, "Help," I ain't gon'
(D D D D D)
See me im a G with the G's
I keep my K
Like scrappys say (ok kay kay kay)
That's three s-tays
She lookin for the good life
(Akon)
That
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