Pushin' Weight (feat. Mr. Short Khop)

Yeah, yeah Blaze one for the nation Brr Brr Brr I got lyrics that wake up spirits They told me how to make big hits and spend digits Can you dig it? You fed, you dead, see red My lead, your head, I fed Like you shit I got rhymes push that shit like weight My nigga Lincoln help me navigate Through this hate retaliate, it's official I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb When I hit you, uh Push the issue My ghetto dope is amazing The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazing Slide the number, we can slumber, on the under Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough And baby ain't old enough For this game, I'm rolling up De-zamn it feels good to be the Don Straight legit, while niggas like Gotti just sit (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight I hold zone like a Corleone No more fucking with that homegrown Hit the shit we on The Rolleo's and the baguettes You still fucking with them faggots We turn haters into maggots Oak on the dash, but no coke on the hash You broke ass niggas learn to mash, like me (yeah) Constantly, put the hustle down With four or five niggas that's musclebound Send your head to the taxidermist Won't be satisfied, till I get my face on a thermos You got to earn this, you can't take it Can't fake it, got to live it, or we gots to visit Who is it, the exquisite, Don Mega Walking with my entourage, I think I'm betta, makin' chedda You see me sag in my Jag, with the rag recognize the flag You betta get back Everybody wanna do it like me I got it made, been making rap money since the tenth grade (Cha-ching) Since the tenth grade (Cha-ching) (What you need) (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight I keeps a firm grip on my shit when in transit Uncandid, it's the young bandit Fresh out the trenches, the woodworks City of the champion, where the hood work In search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks From shattered glass, down to pick locks Want chips by the Glocks You niggas scrambling for bullion And settle for crumbs and croutons I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, with armed killers Bitch niggas get swallowed by the armadillos Ain't no harming me, the army full of ornery niggas you can't see (uh) So while you pace bitches and Saturn's living janky I hangs with niggas who got patterns on they hankies After Ben Frankeys, with the big skull and eyes You niggas bound and nullified Sit back and mine stack it multiply (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight I push rhymes like weight (ask about me) (A yeah-yeah) I push rhymes like weight (Worldwide baby) I push rhymes like weight Worldwide baby (a yeah yeah) Ice Cube making more money in the rap game Than some of you can with a bird in your hand (a yeah yeah) Putting it down We wanted in fifty states for this weight (A yeah yeah) Pushing rhymes like weight Pushing rhymes like weight (A yeah yeah) Yeah, blaze one for the nation (A yeah yeah) You know my name You know my name (A yeah yeah) You know my name Yeah, some of you fools just got in it And think you gonna change the game, uhm You ain't changing nothing I been doing this, I been doing this Yeah, uhmm Ask about me Ask about me