Bring Em Out (feat. Flatbush Zombies)

Tour bus looking like a brothel Catching more bodies than hostel Flatbush zombies put money in my pocket If it's war against them I'ma pop Word like a pastor Kid from the ghetto listenin' to heavy metal, rock rolled in my sock Ain't never been afraid renegade got bars like mess halls Locked three mills in the nigga what? Pussy at noon got me feeling brand new When the sun come down I'm leaving Fuck I look like a fool Throwing shade like cool bitch don't wake me up I'm dreaming Puff puff pass that's old school I'm getting yesterdays paper that's old you The way I'm programmed I never hold hands Straight business, first class, never the coach I'ma handle the game the way I handle the coat Hand to hand on instagram, picture the post Nigga picture me broke, I got a picture of henny I know my liver be ready for adios I'm a shore thing I don't coast call I mean we all kings but there's one God There's one Allah, there's one Jah Bless Bring em out, bring em out Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Now I pose for pictures, Can't fuck with you be more specific Toss me light when you beg forgiveness I didn't like your vibe so I kept my distance Niggas do it all for the paper Institution was made then strewn to little girls and boys But now "the world is yours", my nigga please I done gross over a hundred G's That's a lot of of money still I'm screamin' "Fuck the police" In my motions I can't pretend that I'm different than you But nigga listen then pay attention when I make a move Vision blurred, I don't see no deterrence But seeing the same niggas then saying the same words, puffin' the same flavor My niggas is Tan Boys original delegators We ripping the floor panel then With a matter of force we go and handle you boys We only? Nobody ever gave a fuck about us, You never believed Can't believe they fucking doubted, now they can see Child of the corn, Darko, freak off the leash, rather unique who art thou Van Gogh, Randy Savage on beats Pitbull, if you break in my house he bark wild fuck you talkin' bout Lil nigga I spark proud, pop a band, throw up bread, you should learned it by now, make 'em say, "ugh" Then? Then it's get to steppin', I'm kickin' pamela out (get to stepping) That tommy hold a lot of slugs might be a hundred rounds Them flatbush niggas a shmurda ya, rusty tre pounds Shoot you an throw it in the air, like a cap and gown I demand the throne and the crown, tell 'em I want it now(Ha) Hair swinging when i'm shootin' like O-Dog in that movie Zombie gang fully lucid, bathing ape, fully draped, knuckle it behind bars like a prisoner in cage Johnny cage, black shades, hit off half yo face My orange box cutter make the world rotate My orange box cutter make the world rotate I need a honor roll for this shit, I need a honor roll for this shit Thank the lawd it's lit, thank the lawd it's lit Flatbush, Tan Boy styling All my niggas get lit like a chalice, all my niggas get lit like a chalice Cookies in my blunt, Liquor in my gut, you niggas up I'm on top of the world like Randy says So high, so high like East LA Feelin' unstoppable every bone and my particles? And they said it's impossible for a black young man to kill this shit For a tan young man to kill this shit So, more or less I do my thing do my thing No stress, smoke green Bring em out, bring em out Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Where the hoes, where the hoes Bring em out, bring em out