A Crazy street track sampled with DMX on the hook.
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Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Dudes think it's sweet you don't me
And I don't know you you better beat ya feet
Like popeye I pop guys
So don't play me close I pop mines
Oh and the fist is official
So don't think I'm just nice with the pistol
We can box up And my guaps up
But dudes nowadays a get ya locked up
They snitchen And that's facts
Call em Tempelten cause they rats
Test me I'm waiting for ya'll to step up
All it takes is a push or a shove
Loud dudes I don't talk much
Like bud I roll up then spark up
I'm takin all bets I'm goin all out
From the East to the West North to the South
(Verse 2)
He a big boy so he talks up
Put that cannon in his face he gon soften up
Ya'll hearts Tryna play against a spade
I hit and ya'll laid like an egg
I'm gooned out I'ma problem
Think ya Wayne and say that you a goblin
I eat rappers I eat fools
I make hits like pro tools
Sick wit the wordplay Fly like the birds be
And got chicks that blow like Kirby
(Wow) Yeah I'm headed to the top
And this a never stop long as I can make it pop
I'm far from ya average dude in the crowd
Call me Waldo I stand out
The chicks say my swagg so wild
And them same dudes hatin stay jockin my style
(Verse 3)
I eat beats like pasta Make hits like a Mobster
And the kid live life like a rockstar
R.O.R. You know the crew make jams
We rock on and rock hard like rock bands
I'm takin this here to the top
I'm so marketable how could I not pop
Oh and the kid is on fire
I'm flamed up like the Human Torch and Ghostrider
I'm tasting riches I'm feeling wealth
They can't stop me so they callin for help
But I'm here just doin my thing
I'm gutter to core Brooklyn in my veins
They need help so get em a doctor
I hear em callin out like an oprah
You dudes getting old on the shelf
Ain't nothing comin so stop callin for help
