[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
If bro don't sell me no Percs, then I'm takin' 'em
Ran off with a brick, told the plug I had a play for it
Had neph' knock his head off, that's how I paid for it
London Pound Cake in my 'Wood, that's my favorite
Head fire, plus the pussy good, I'ma wait for it
Spin the block with six K's, it look like a tornado hit
Purple jeans, drinkin' 'Tuss, on my Lakers shit
Fell asleep and woke up with an ended relationship
Pop a Perc 30, feelin' groovy like I'm Polly
Pop a nigga, then play the victim, get away scotch-free
A nigga robbed, you but shit ain't happen, boy, that is not beef
I gave a tester, shit was straight drop, he came and copped three
Ballin' on these niggas, take a break just for a second
The shit I come up with, they be like, "Wait, that's unexpected"
I got locked down, dude, you in my way, then I'ma check you
Take my gun everywhere, you gotta pay for some protection
Ri' told the world I'm up next, but y'all didn't believe it
She braggin' on that pussy, but you broke, how inconvenient
Foreign whip and I just caught a body out a Mitsubishi
Hell yeah, I cheated on my bitch for two different reasons
[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
What's that look in your eyes? That ain't normal
I'm the nigga fightin' with the bull, call me Torro
I was probably somewhere in the hood when the store open
I'ma probably hop out at the gym, leave the door open
Servin' niggas quarter after quarter, put a stir on it
Cookie got a twist in the middle while stirrin' it
Told them young niggas don't kill 'em, I spare 'em
When them seals come from California, I be tearin' 'em
They wanna throw bullets back and forth, bro, I'm darin' 'em
I'ma put the Gucci on her body 'cause I'm splurgin'
I can see the coochie through the Gucci, now it's perfect
One time, I did the coochie wrong, I had burned it
I ain't like the channel I was on, so I turned it
I'm tryna heat the situation up, I brung a furnace
Four-five hit him in his gut, now he gurgin'
I knew this was the corner they be on, so I turned it
I don't like them niggas' music neither, so I turned it
My gun in my hand before I grabbed the knob to turn it
You can't buy respect around here, you gotta earn it
(Enrgy made this one)
[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
If bro don't sell me no Percs, then I'm takin' 'em
Ran off with a brick, told the plug I had a play for it
Had neph' knock his head off, that's how I paid for it
London Pound Cake in my 'Wood, that's my favorite
Head fire, plus the pussy good, I'ma wait for it
Spin the block with six K's, it look like a tornado hit
Purple jeans, drinkin' 'Tuss, on my Lakers shit
Fell asleep and woke up with an ended relationship
Pop a Perc 30, feelin' groovy like I'm Polly
Pop a nigga, then play the victim, get away scotch-free
A nigga robbed, you but shit ain't happen, boy, that is not beef
I gave a tester, shit was straight drop, he came and copped three
Ballin' on these niggas, take a break just for a second
The shit I come up with, they be like, "Wait, that's unexpected"
I got locked down, dude, you in my way, then I'ma check you
Take my gun everywhere, you gotta pay for some protection
Ri' told the world I'm up next, but y'all didn't believe it
She braggin' on that pussy, but you broke, how inconvenient
Foreign whip and I just caught a body out a Mitsubishi
Hell yeah, I cheated on my bitch for two different reasons
[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
What's that look in your eyes? That ain't normal
I'm the nigga fightin' with the bull, call me Torro
I was probably somewhere in the hood when the store open
I'ma probably hop out at the gym, leave the door open
Servin' niggas quarter after quarter, put a stir on it
Cookie got a twist in the middle while stirrin' it
Told them young niggas don't kill 'em, I spare 'em
When them seals come from California, I be tearin' 'em
They wanna throw bullets back and forth, bro, I'm darin' 'em
I'ma put the Gucci on her body 'cause I'm splurgin'
I can see the coochie through the Gucci, now it's perfect
One time, I did the coochie wrong, I had burned it
I ain't like the channel I was on, so I turned it
I'm tryna heat the situation up, I brung a furnace
Four-five hit him in his gut, now he gurgin'
I knew this was the corner they be on, so I turned it
I don't like them niggas' music neither, so I turned it
My gun in my hand before I grabbed the knob to turn it
You can't buy respect around here, you gotta earn it
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