State Property
State Property - See Clearly lyrics
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I can see clearly now the rain is gone All the rain is gone now it's on homie I can see all the obstacles in my way 'Coz it's your boy, PC, Indeed, yes B. Sig C and Neef, Young Free, Oschin, Sparky Philly, Philly what that rap be 'bout? A lot of bitches, squad of niggaz coppin' Coupes and houses Sell dope on streets, you hope you'll never be And poke more freaks then you'll probably ever see I'm chillin', fuck y'all mad for? Probably 'coz a Hollywood Crip got glass doors And I'm in denim looking like the boy just stepped out of prison And split in the Excur But of course the pleasure is yours You should do whatever in a Berreta with a berreta Floss them princess cuts, who said what My mind on my money, money wassup Glock full of those dummies, don't try me I'm not one of your homies I'll hit you the fuck up Yep, State Prop boys back in town The Back Block Boys, ROC back you down, let's go I can see clearly now the rain is gone All the rain is gone now it's on homie I can see all the obstacles in my way Choke off tec smoke, nigga get your neck broke Throw you in the death yoke, make you do the breast stroke Throw a blood river, fucking with these thug niggaz Official street niggaz, certified slug givers Like I'm fresh out the service, aiming on order A half a dollar off your shoulder, make you change for a quarter Bring Crakk 'cross the border, freeway transporter Oschino and Sparks, the hitman clap for us Chris and Neef, the young gunners yes They'll bring it to anyone of your young'ns Now what you muthafuckas holla'n 'bout? It ain't shit to park the Benz and squad us out Get 'em up and bring my riderz out Strap 'em up and send 'em to where you hidin' out Make 'em snatch what you proud about State Prop boys back in town Back block boys pop boys back you down and let's go I can see clearly now the rain is gone All the rain is gone now it's on homie I can see all the obstacles in my way 'Coz it's your boy, PC, Indeed yes B. Sig C and Neef, Young Free, Oschin, Sparky I can see clearly now, yeah you know I left the wheel on Here when the smoke clears I can't be alone, Buck, he got his back Fuck without our gat scrap? Naw we don't leave it home Undefeated homie, plus we on a winning streak Hardest kids in these streets, bring ya shit when you sleep Get hit if you peek, the shit isn't sweet C, I got mines, plus I mine bomb if he creep Hallow points'll flip his Jeep, if he point Chris and Neef Hit him up neck to feet, lift him up, rest in peace State Prop boys back in town Young Gunner, Young Neef, plus Crakk here now It's our summer, fool, pass that crown Y'all done had y'all run, hope you 'lil niggaz had your fun We are spit the realist cats, nigga act bend 'em back Who the fuck ain't feeling that? Show me I'll spin his cap I can see clearly now the rain is gone All the rain is gone now it's on homie I can see all the obstacles in my way 'Coz it's your boy, PC, Indeed yes B. Sig C and Neef, Young Free, Oschin, Sparky I can see clearly now the rain is gone All the rain is gone now it's on homie I can see all the obstacles in my way 'Coz it's your boy, PC, Indeed yes B. Sig C and Neef, Young Free, Oschin, Sparky