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Conductor, conductor, conductor Y'all niggas washed up Ayo Ayo, my rap's like boiling water splashed in your face Need heavy cash stashed in a safe in a black Wraith My life's fast-paced Crazy how quick I doubled all of my weight 'cause cutties love how my bag taste Go and get a job, you in bad shape Try to sneak, thieve a nigga, commissary got left with a slashed face Stupid-ass niggas in last place (Ha) Fendi all over my bitch ass, but she sashay Copped all the drip, but you rock it the wrong way Tryhard, you'll never, ever be a Flygod (Never) I'm God on the mic, still niggas try to bite the dialoguе Crash your whip playin' this shit loud on your iPod (Skrrt) Fatal, the shit I kick hard like state boots To God I'm gratеful, I could have expired on page two 'Cause the game sour like grapefruit But I heard before she a whore, so I hit it like babe Ruth Or Mark McGwire, retard, all my bars is fire Before rap, I was a hard supplier You niggas washed Garbage is how you all come across Before I smoke y'all don't Want none of ours i'll get you robbed Members only nigga, it's the mobb You niggas washed Garbage is how you all come across Before I smoke y'all don't Want none of ours i swear to god I'll get you robbed Members only nigga, it's the mobb Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! (Yo, yo) Conductor, we have a problem! (Ayo, ayo) All of you goofy niggas is washed, could never sit at the table I caress some of the baddest broads, I palm angels Stay clean, rock the queen labels My white bitch bad, she look like Sable Yeah, I came a long way from selling the Js yay, now my face on cable Hazel-eye hoes fiendin' to be everywhere that I go Still runnin' shit, both legs tied with my eyes closed Too preoccupied with the game, stuck in a crime zone Watch your mouth, niggas get indicted off a iPhone They come in disguise to buy with cameras inside clothes Your naked eye probably thought the shit was a rhinestone Hollow head out the .45 and your mind blown You niggas whole vibe is a sideshow Yeah, I saw a murder on Myrtle as I cruised in the ride slow These lil' niggas wildin', claimin' Woo or they ride Cho It's brazy, it's like a shooting after shooting lately Keep your gun off safety, clap if niggas play you shady These rappity-rap niggas never come across wavy I'm the boss, baby, better know that This that new dope, pull up where your nose at, I know it's excellent Give me all that cash that you holdin' after you test a bit Clap the sheep after I send shots where the shepherd is Money ain't evil, it's the person You're friends when you broke, get some paper, he a serpent Try to double cross, the doctor be wrappin' your head up like a turban Could of been .223s out the 'Burban, nigga Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor
Writer(s): Jerome Anthony Allen, Denzel Dewayne Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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