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Kevin Jerome Gilyard, better known by his stage name Kevin Gates, is an American rapper, singer, and entrepreneur. He is currently signed to Bread Winners' Association with a partnership with Atlantic Records. more »

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I met a bitch from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang
My Ahkna saying he worried about me
But I got a lion, I don't got to kill
Concrete jungle, heart of a tiger
I got it from his, so go help out the bear
I ate from the shoulders, I got a pair
Kevin a soldier, fully prepared
I'm in the Rover, I got that cash
When it gets slow, I go in the stash
Tell me it's on, then I'm on your ass
You come at me wrong, I take out the trash
Landlord, it ain't no discussion
You thinking I'm bluffin', I'm doin' the dash
Got me some money, recruited some dummies,
Know how to do nothin' but show up and crash

It ain't no cap in my rap, I really sit in the trap
I'm really servin' them packs, I'm really movin' like that
It ain't no cap in my rap, young nigga run up them racks
And no we don't f*ck with no rats
So why would we f*ck with them cats?
It ain't no cap in my rap, I really sit in the trap
I'm really servin' them packs, I'm really movin' like that
It ain't no cap in my rap, young nigga run up them racks
And no we don't f*ck with no rats
So why would we f*ck with them cats?

I met a bitch from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang
I said I'm arrogant as hell, but I can order up them things
Yellow bitch, ass fat, black bitch, ass fatter
Both them bitches bad, but the white bitch badder
I asked the Lord to harden my hard, it was soft, 
And ended up turning it black
It's up on my end, I'm droppin' a bag, 
You play with the kid, I'm catchin' a hat
I meditated, then elevated to greatness, then I went got me a sack
Straight out the hood, got me some class, 
Selling them squares, controlling the trap

It ain't no cap in my rap, I really sit in the trap
I'm really servin' them packs, I'm really movin' like that
It ain't no cap in my rap, young nigga run up them racks
And no we don't f*ck with no rats
So why would we f*ck with them cats?
It ain't no cap in my rap, I really sit in the trap
I'm really servin' them packs, I'm really movin' like that
It ain't no cap in my rap, young nigga run up them racks
And no we don't f*ck with no rats
So why would we f*ck with them cats?

He make 'em believe, they cut up with cutters
No raking the leaves after mowing the grass
Made some mistakes, I was lame, but I got me some game
Evolving and now I'm advanced
Talking real slick on a hitter, in case you won't listen
Ain't no one accepting the past
Your bitch need to get out her feelings
Won't take her to dinner, I got a lil' something to go grab
Get in my business, get placed on restriction, 
Won't give her no dick for a month and a half
Neighborhood supplier, I tend to vibe here 
I'ma control it, it's on the way back
Pullin' that dope while I pour in a soda
We smoking that odor, we blow in the air
Kinda excited, she suckin' my dick while I'm driving, 
I'm blowin' the smoke in her hair
Look I got a question, Not tryna come like off I'm thinking impaired
Could you give a definitive reason 
Of what you was meaning by "blowing the smoke in hair"
Really be blowin' the smoke in her hair, cause her head down there
I lick on the tip of my finger
Look how it so easily go in the hole of her ass
Know when you deal with a dealer
I feel you pretending, and you got potential to rat
You could be up for a minute
Then shit could get wicked, so you need to know how to stack
I know it's best to be humble, 
But come at this grown one in public, then I gotta slam
Reading a book in Barnes & Noble's
Having some coffee, enjoying the moment
Tattoo session, blockin' my schedule
Checkin' my calendar if I'm performing
Nebraska calling, I'm with it
I step in the kitchen and give 'em a perfect performance
Depends what you spending, I lower the ticket
The issue delivered if you could afford it
We had to trap out the trenches
They come and come get it, we no longer stand on the corners
Bustin' a brick in the clench and 
I'm still with the shit, if you want, I'm pullin' up on you
Tell my Lieutenant to send it from Summer to Winter
You catch a lil' more in the morning
Aye, excuse me, I need to speak with my Generals
With all due respect, ain't gon' be no killing without no killing

I met a bitch from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang
Said I'm arrogant as hell, but I can order up them things
Yellow bitch, ass fat, black bitch, ass fatter
Both them bitches bad, but the white bitch badder
Yellow bitch, ass fat, black bitch, ass fatter
Both them bitches bad, but the white bitch badder
I met from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang
Said I'm arrogant as hell, but I can order up them things
I asked the Lord to harden my hard, 
It was soft, and ended up turning it black
It's up on my end, I'm droppin' a bag
You play with the kid, I'm catchin' a hat
I meditated, then elevated to greatness, then I went got me a sack
Straight out the hood, got me some class
Selling them squares, controlling the trap

I met a bitch from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang
I met a bitch from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang
I met a bitch from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang
I met a bitch from Mayagüez, now we Puerto Rico Gang

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