Lyrics:
How you really gonna talk shit
Come at me like I ain't shit
Come at me like I can't spit
Acting like I ain't it
Hmmmm
I ain't tryna cut real deep
Went and did shit that they said that I can't
You know how it is, I'ma come and do my thing
Spit facts on the beat, there ain't no cap in my sayings
the plumber, open they walls put the deep pipe in 'em
Henny and Hypnotic, nigga I spit logic
Niggas was missin my bullets so now I just lobbed it
Went pro out
White
He said 'Half a milli, that's about right'
Pulled out 5 cash, told him 'shine it up nice' (That's Right)
No, that's Cocaine White (That's Right)
in it
Had some snakes in our lawn, had to cancel them frauds
Spit that Mongoose flow y'all can't handle the bars
Tryna question, Lord Plourde, y'all
in my life to get by
That's why I spit shine the pussy
'Till it get tight and fine
He push me over to the other side
If he act right he could hit
Call the name, just spell the name right
Brett, one of the best rappers ever to touch a mic
It's prophecized I'd write, spit scriptures mind blowin
mind, I can't find it
I'm freestylin' ever verse that I spit
'Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit
I told the doc that I need a change in
was dead
Homie I'd cry too, probably [?] and it's a Goddamn shame
We ain't know we was 'bout to be left out too
What about you?
How the fuck did you
catch them by themself outside
No they don't know what to do
It's that uptown slinger been all through the ringer
Anybody judging me they get the middle
This nigga tryna spit game but he got No hoes
First whip I copped me was a Honda Came with 4 doors
She got like 5 bitches, by my lonely Called up 4
jaw, ribs, and I cough, spit
Watch this
Like Robin Williams, I hang with it
Y'all won't feel it till I make millions
Then I'll raise ceilings and you'll
Everything we do we do it out back
Backyard, half-chared ribs on a rack
Back-road running, getting dirty on the track
Backwoods gunnin', hittin'
write a full dissertation if you want me to prove a point (yeah yeah)
But I like when I talk it come out impolitely (wow)
The system affected my psyche
friends wanna leech when you hear this
Your whole team will know about it
By the end of the week
I'm peng with the speech
I'm spending life behind bars but
I'm kinda like a
Highly deadly mighty sniper
I acquired the eye of tiger
'Bout to leave none alive,nah
No survivors, when it's time to spit the rhymes I
room
I'm all about that killing shit like it's a pool, yeah
Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, hit, huh
Run it down my spit, huh, just like we was goin' spit, huh
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryna get a drink up out her
She like my
bar
Like seriously, dude, this is the best part
Why do we always have to argue
Like this is by far true
Now it's your time to tell the truth
Like why'd
this
Take that dead shit on
And if you're bitch in the club with ass on me
I'm gonna take that home.
By the sinister TECH N9NE
By the sinister, by
but I'm a grown man, I still apologized
Even reviewed your project, you acted chill like (Awh, it's fine)
Then a couple days go by, you drop a song
man, you should gamble
With a gat in your hand, spin in barrel and put it to your head
'Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit
a bee-sting, I can suck out all the poison
I can make you last like all the bitches can't
Have I made it clear, boy?
There's only one thing that I want from
Oh baby..
Studio monkeys
Studio monkeys
( CHORUS )
How much can do a nigga gotta spit
just to get you on my team
Oh you got me spittin' it
Oh you
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