[Intro: Apocalipps] Chea, I'm ready
[Chorus: Apocalipps] Push his fuckin shit back, I'm smelling that You got a dub on a sack, I'm smelling that Flip a brick and see it back, I'm smelling that This is an un-cut track, Here nigga sniff that You hit that bitch from the back, I'm smelling that Got the Bacardi and the Yack, I'm smelling that Do shells come with that gat, I'm smelling that This is an un-cut track, Here nigga sniff that
[Apocalipps] First off before we start yall need to know something Yo I aint tryna flop like Joe Budden, Clue let me hold something Lipps gotta do Fab numbers, That's cause Lipps never had nothing Tap me when the cabs coming, You fuck with Police, The ratchet'll spit You got these jiggy snitchers wires be matching their kicks And you can't tell me shit about doe, I bought a pound of Poovy Flipped the shit fast and stepped it up to the dro Now my persona, Shit I'm spending all this cash I even bought Cappadonna new spinners for his cab Whoa, I got the clippers in the lab And the Bastardz with the ratchets that'll get up in your ass And my problems I want too much paper And your problem is, When you roll your Dutchs you use too much paper And this track is like you sniffed a, Half, Ounce Apocalipps, Bitch, Clap, Bounce It's about to get crunk you besta hold your own But I hope nothings wrong with your nose
[Chorus]
[Apocalipps] You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight Hook of a gum with a convict in a bathroom fight And I will put this lead in your spine And I heard you like to test people's gangstas But don't let it be mine, Cause I aint got no gangsta in me I got ranks up in me, Big guns like tanks up in me When niggas bust and they miss I got they blanks up in me Shit, Up in jail I kept shanks up in me Drank some Henny, About a pound of dank up in me And I got five years of motherfucking hate up in me Rappers'll shine for a minute, Then they status'll drop I'm like a pair of beef and broccolis, I'ma always be hot And like an army jacket and skully, I'ma stay gutter Like stay ripping anybody that front with box cutters But I aint here to hurt nobody, I'm a peaceful man That's till I spaze out and murk somebody And I don't care about your guns or your set The only time you held a tec is when you cursed at the ref Apocalipps is on your tape, Niggas is picking it up Lames be tryna bite my style but I keep switching it up What, Right Truck like that shit is whats up I changed the game, Here, Matter fact sniff this up
[Chorus]
[Outro: Apocalipps] Here nigga sniff that Here nigga sniff that Here nigga sniff that Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
|