AZ
AZ - Thank You (freestyle) songtekst
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Thanks for all the haters, all the broads that went the back door 'Cause they wanted to mix it up like pancake battle And all the suckers blockin', thank y'all Let me lay this down like a real nigga do, allow me From the scales jail cells in the drops nigga lasted When LL Rock the Bells came out, still a classic Was young, still scoop on the skills to seal a plastic I'm chill let the feed mails build, I'm still a bastard Scholastic, studied degrees, about to graph it, mastered It bugs me to see all the theatrics Crafted, visa surpassed it, the street reps love the distress, sleep in a casket It's backwards, back untwisted, uplifted, it helps to grip it Any harm self inflicted, specifics, spoken direct in dialect Design for the minds with my respect, why object? So establish any status, AZ addict Hope we're fanatic, put fear in the anguish, miss the magic Money come, money go, so girls and Merlot This front niggas funny, though Hustle in town, get money, fam come first Stay focused, maintain, appreciate patience, follow code, stack dough, lay low Lord T linger deep in the roots, the truth is still morally, I'm all in the coops Move a colleague through all the cahoots Drag a volunteer, get orally loose It's proof big boy's better, no getting no slicker Brought a fish in the mix since I sip more liquor I differ for , hip hop hipster Puff than a back up, fly bee, box switcher Police, that's some seer, od her Top five, catch a nigga alive and no key, blow cheaper, lounge Pity the clown, one with the word willing, I've really been down Everybody, everybody To the people in the, to the people in the Nobody can do it like AZ can Y'all know what it is, get down, lay down On the floor, face down It's only a robbery, we don't make it a homicide Back to Polly from cracks to molly It's the same me that stacked them honey racks in Roly Shot the charlotte, grabbed my narcotics and garlic Whenever hot, had my little stash spot in hallows Born in the Brook' he even got put on a halt Hate the synthetic coke, it took to long to cook We're the crooks, I'm here, put the kush in the air Over real, skin water clear, they look or they stare Not compare, slipped out of the chokehold Dipped out on the popo, licked shot for the logo Dough stacker, two dropper, low laughter Cool posture remind you of no rapper I ain't done, I ain't done yet Louis Marx too hot to pop shit Before the props, the gossip was on my dick Did the drops, the Tropics and the chop sticks Order rocks, the main spots and the ostrich Saw a lot, now I link what I can to my shit Call the cops, that Glock might be on my vid This how I live my life, what I did Love that hybrid, lay low on my eyelids Live a little, these pigs is fool but they fuck with voodoo My niggas do you as deep believers, my cleaver do you Police pursue you, you slip the system, I beat your voodoo Meet the guru, I've been through, I speak the truth My features lean through, my heart and my conscience talking But understand this there's certain niggas they shout regardless Find a mark on my nip, milk it and keep it moving Keep recruiting this evolution, peace for students Keep your eyes open, I'm coming