Song Lyrics
you thinking we playing with the words we saying
Cause if you don t you ll might slip up and you ll end up out of pocket, it s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great Ain't, we ain t playing for all who didn t know
It s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great, i m man the lil mo tasting your plate fuck it we ain t playing ho, this shit goes on i rap prolong and best believe i m pursuing
It s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great, and plus my anna that s been bottled building up through out this
no more joking legally roasting you up on track is tight
I m man the lil mo tasting your plate fuck it we ain t playing ho, it s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great, mady gray pick the rapping yes this nigga had to write
Stop and stare or just take a peek at all that isn t fair, i m bout to give it like some stitches doctors place incisions
i got a million categories on my shit to do list
we ain t playing for all who didn t know
ain t no stopping there nothing but air and opportunity every where
I m glad to get your full attention comprehension listen to my opposition, my prophecy got me to where i be i know you can t stand it
Tough as nails growing up in mempho living in the bay, you ain t scared we ain t scared so let s take this out the door, competition is what the world revolves around so know the score
Neglecting me no more taking that motherfuck what cha say, i got a bunch problems throbbing in my noggin that ain t stopping me
This shit goes on i rap prolong and best believe i m pursuing, cause if you don t you ll might slip up and you ll end up out of pocket, we ain t playing for all who didn t know
you flex on me but really it s that hate driving incorrectly
i m 23 s you 17 s on vogues you can t weigh up to me
Open up your release valve so you can get a breath fo you choke, soothin your soul and giving music that s you guarantee to like Lil, stop and stare or just take a peek at all that isn t fair
This shit goes on i rap prolong and best believe i m pursuing, that s the way it s gotta be dirty south devoured me, suddenly thousand miles per hour renzo s on and out of me
Suddenly thousand miles per hour renzo s on and out of me, we ain t playing for all who didn t know
bring up nothing but some fucking pain on every thang that i m given
I m glad to get your full attention comprehension listen to my opposition, you ain t scared we ain t scared so let s take this out the door
feeling s mutual and if you say i m useful then that s truthful
Neglecting me no more taking that motherfuck what cha say, and if i blow it s fo sho the outcome is gonna be crucial
You flex on me but really it s that hate driving incorrectly, no more joking legally roasting you up on track is tight
tough as nails growing up in mempho living in the bay
and plus my anna that s been bottled building up through out this
Mady gray pick the rapping yes this nigga had to write, and plus my legacy been charted through untraveled planet
think we playing we ain t playing and we can do this 10 on 4
Got no time no weak rhymes so when i write it comes out ebonics, mady gray pick the rapping yes this nigga had to write Playin', it s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great
Suddenly thousand miles per hour renzo s on and out of me, ain t no stopping there nothing but air and opportunity every where
My shit be slamin like orgasms jamin up in your throat, it s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great, competition is what the world revolves around so know the score
we ain t playing for all who didn t know
i m gone keep on speaking my mind until these folks start respecting me
Keeping it real i m laughing at cha i ain t laughing with cha, it s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great, tough as nails growing up in mempho living in the bay
You got to grab life by it s neck and rip it s bones out of socket, see every one on earth s puppets dancing round on strings
you pooping slugs from your glock on your block i m staring killing sprees
Bringing it brutal every time pass i the fucking mic, it s gone combine with the bad and the goods gone get great, see every one on earth s puppets dancing round on strings
Bringing it brutal every time pass i the fucking mic, my prophecy got me to where i be i know you can t stand it We, ain t hit my peak but i ll keep climbing til my lungs give out on me
that s the way it s gotta be dirty south devoured me
I m man the lil mo tasting your plate fuck it we ain t playing ho, competition is what the world revolves around so know the score
Suddenly thousand miles per hour renzo s on and out of me, a higher ground on earth and that s so hard cause man ain t got wings, got no time no weak rhymes so when i write it comes out ebonics
I got a bunch problems throbbing in my noggin that ain t stopping me, see every one on earth s puppets dancing round on strings Playin', i m man the lil mo tasting your plate fuck it we ain t playing ho
No more joking legally roasting you up on track is tight, soothin your soul and giving music that s you guarantee to like
