Sportcoat
Illah Dayz & Bronze Nazareth
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Ayo you can go commit whatever you want And do ten in a box While I be the shot that be fuckin ya fox Importin slow daily down in her docks Elevate it like shocks She a pro though, be taking a lot Don't be worried while you lay on ya cot Son, checkin' the ceilings Mad at the world stressed, catchin' ya feelings Ya put yourself in those ill predicaments Real life bids, torn from ya kids, torn ya ligaments Porn books is how ya feelin' it, spittin' and shit Coughin' up nut real deliberate Dreamin of Cherokee, Tink Tink and Selena Losin ya energy slowly catchin' colds and fevers Two times a month hittin' the store While I'm smokin' on blunts, spontaneously hittin' ya whore Let me go down deeper in detail She chokin' me out, like a house of Windsor down to its tail Yo I promised sonny daddy won't bail Yo I help with the homework Let'em go and watch 'em roam berserk Everyday feel like muder she wrote Expect the unexpected, f*ck it, forget it, I'm wearin' the coat Taking care of that case Real familiar to the dog and cat chase I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that I got the back and be filthy in acts Taking care of that case Real familiar to the dog and cat chase I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that I got the back and be filthy in acts Ayo, the day approachin' closer for this universal soldier Cold months went warm, things working out for ya Saw the mountain, climbed it just to get to the top Prison a big shock on life, son be chillin' with pops The illest rounds, killin' sound stage, give him his props Drop a Hart Plaza freestyle and wildin' won't stop Build with the likes of Khalil, Dionte and Coby Timberland rockers yo, docks, Saucony Homie keep the ol girl, I got the real F*ck ya trees and y'all drinks, y'all can go Earl With all the disrespect, you don't know intellect I wasn't gone long, but you still found time to get flexed These stresses has beens You and ya mans live in the trash bin Hoe you played me bugged, didn't know I was plugged I come crashin', anytime I feel like, Bust'em in head and plus it might be tonight Taking care of that case Real familiar to the dog and cat chase I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that I got the back and be filthy in acts Taking care of that case Real familiar to the dog and cat chase I'm all for that black, the leveled out mack A little Q.T. chill and relax, ayo I'm guilty of that I got the back and be filthy in acts
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Written by: Aundre Woodland, George Woods, Joeseph Wilson, Johnnie Maye, Justin Cross, Kevin Cross
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