Lyrics:
Record spinning like my area code
I'm from the 360 you know my area code
Record spinning like our area code
We from the 360 you know my area code
queens got kings so I know they'll be fine
A brother came through, it's just time
My queen's in season, can't wait in line
You ain't gotta worry about
[Featuring Spice 1]
Verse 1 (C BO)
We got the warehouse packed from Lamborginis to Lacs
More ruby an flame pack than metro rap
Got keys
this, my fourth album, you know I'm droppin' my fifth
Deliver breezes easy, rappers catchin' flu season
If i'm on keys, it's sick, the touch I got in
Hurk, why they acting like I won't gone turn up?
Play with RxTaliban, your ass can get burnt up
If you ain't talking money, then bitch shut the fuck up
If
the set out your mouth if you ain't claimed it yet
You know the D.H.G.C. Snoop Nate Tray-D
Goldie Loc and the Angels bangin' and we stay G
[Goldie Loc]
Now
shouldn't have it
So I grab it, never run, the outcome
is usually, a beatdown brutally, fuck who you be
or where you're from, West or East coast, squeeze
Mac Dre--
Backwoods got me congested, ain't rested in 2 days
I'm gettin paid been on niggas head like toupes
I'm a thug cuz wipe the blood out yo
feel the fiends
Cause see I love (Chevys) the way they (like a rock)
I heard that Kanye West sayin Jesus Walks
But if He see what I ride He'll have
& Cardi,...B beefin' with Her Majesty
What happened to Latifah, & unity
Right, U.N.I.T.Y
We calling Kanye, we trying to touch the sky, keep living my best life,
finally plays
Set all the speakers ablaze
Move you like Kanye and Dre
Talkin' like MJ or Mays
And I don't really care if it pays
Cuz I ain't in it for fame
emcees I ain't feeling you, if I don't know your real name
Hip-hop ain't dead, the industry's just wack,
and hip-hop is a thoroughfare
Keep your sights
(Buh buh buh buh bip)
Along with Fresh
[Raps]
If you's a gangsta homey bop ya head, let 'em hang
I see ya shake it shawty, gon girl, do ya thang
I keep this 9 by my side but I ain't no gangster
Just left DR with my niggas we change locations
I got a show I visualize a Standing ovation
I fuck
all the people starving/
They never landed on the moon, what if we are martians/
I got some questions for god and the dearly departed/
If the good die
the skies
Keeping them shades on my eyes yeah you know how it goes
You know my love sleep by my bed side
Strings of hearts and keys you can bet I
Treat that
my only mission
Put the keys in the fucking ignition
Man a got drive I'm clearly whipping
I'm really zipping
Lately you fell off you're straight
Touch down on the east side (East side)
Swerving through the hills I just landed in the V
We see you got an ass but you ain't even in my league
If
I'm from the dirty south where niggas go to prison just by word of mouth
Slangin quarter keys to make them G's is what it's all about
I was brought
got the prenuptuals
He gotta keep her afloat
And if that baby aint his
Well, I feel bad for him, bro
This earth can get real cold
The deeper down ya
ass niggas
After you your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A Tec-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas
it's to the West for me
I can't explain it, immaculate as if it's painted, the view
We climbed Mt. Diablo, like Bitch we made it, you knew
Aint a place
To fill the Empire State Building full of 1's
Go to school is what you tell us
But niggas in school is scared of the Goodfellas
We got the Yayo you can
like a Petco
Leave a hoe, she went loco
Acted a fool if you said so
Said that I needed more head head
More than she gave me was forehead
Fuck what I
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