Letra

We at the top and they can't see us Swear I'm pressure gotta give my thanks to Jesus Perfect my craft never lack over achiever How you broke and on yo ass but got yo feet up The game fucked up I feel like they need us Got em hooked like crack this that re-up Put it in the bag you know the procedure Honcho I ain't gotta pick no heat up I'll just feed you to the wolves and tell em eat up Niggas foul it ain't shit to get you T'd up She said I was a good defender had her d'd up First to shoot a shot clutch I'm a warrior And the US Army don't want war with us Championship ring GUB victorious When we spin they ain't gon wanna see more of us Met the plug up in Boston he a Celtic I Been Ball Hogging lately I can't help it. My young bulls hungry they some Timberwolves Get a fresh cut know I keep my clippers full Cold as Oklahoma and I keep the thunder Niggas hoes so I treat em like a woman I'm in Los Angeles about to spark She asked me where I'm at I told her bout to park Call me Coach P I always play it smart Limitless range I'm good behind the arch We at the top and they can't see us Swear I'm pressure gotta give my thanks to Jesus Perfect my craft never lack over achiever How you broke and on yo ass but got yo feet up The game fucked up I feel like they need us Got em hooked like crack this that re-up Put it in the bag you know the procedure Honcho I ain't gotta pick no heat up I'll just feed you to the wolves and tell em eat up Now watch me eat The game looking like a feast All these wolves what happened to the sheep A lot cappin going on they in the M.L.B. Yo main chick I'm sticking Dick in her R.I.B Got pulled over on I-20 me and Headquarter And a brick of money They hit the trunk got the strap Boy that shit got ugly They tried to scare me talking bout a body Checked the numbers gave it back I was surprised it didn't have a body All praises to the most high Been in and out a lot of sticky situations I'm just grateful I'm still here to give you my interpretation These niggas hating and that shit blatant Conceived by Great and Denise I had to be destined for greatness Solution Gang got the answers never gave a statement The game need us G.U.B. The referees Blow the whistle they better take heed We some shit the game need We at the top and they can't see us Swear I'm pressure gotta give my thanks to Jesus Perfect my craft never lack over achiever How you broke and on yo ass but got yo feet up The game fucked up I feel like they need us Got em hooked like crack this that re-up Put it in the bag you know the procedure Honcho I ain't gotta pick no heat up I'll just feed you to the wolves and tell em eat up
Writer(s): Rodney Peppers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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