House Of Krazees
House Of Krazees - Deceive songtekst
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(R.O.C.) You saw us Tried to blow my house down But theses 3 lil pigs got these dollars around the frown If you not a playa hata yes let me see you rock If you not a playa hata then why your gun cocked? Ready to do it ????? cause I'm tryin to do right You rigidified well nigga tonight's the night Where this liquors goin ????? Its goin way down Straight to Salem's lot So watch as I get you now Nigga I blessed As what I might do Cause I fear for my life Like I was Colin Powell put in his shoes Open the morning paper Don't read rapper dead Over some jealous punks that have me misled Thinking of fingers pointing As the God Above Only Thing I'm Supportin is my multi love For my family, my dollas, and my friends And for the ones who ain't down God Bless the bullet I sin (Refrain) Never try to deceive me Never try to deceive me Never try to deceive me Never try to deceive me (Hektic) I'm coming at you like a cool breeze I'm watchen you emcee's freeze in fact furring the dope's on the real and come off of the blunt please I can't lose Imma winner I saw your bitch and stuck my dick in her Call me a flip skinner There ain't no time for all of you silly hoes point blank And that's just how the story goes I desecrate the souls that live within Cannot relate my mind states just flips and spins and spins I smoke weed to relax myself Deep trains of thought leaving your mind screaming for help A stealth bomber My crew can bring you mad drama Consider your ass now you fuckin with house My cousin Matt has got my back We leavin no tracks Flipin a sack Creatin Money stacks as a matter of fact I got a problem with my cheese Fuck you and leave Before ?????? sleeve How could you deceive? (Refrain) Never try to deceive me Never try to deceive me Never try to deceive me Never try to deceive me (Mr. Bones) I hit you with the infrared Laser tag I got you I got the long brown hair And crossbow like I'm Chewbacca I care glockas Shit talkaz, shit yous binaca To freshen the breath off playa hatas Wack rhyme sayas thinking they be in our league But then we go and pull another trick form up the sleeve Believe in Jesus prodigal son Wearin adidas I kick my thesis Leavin compotation in pieces Spittin lyrics like a millimeter Tongue is the clip Got a pocket full of rubbers to cover my dipstick Can ya feel me? See my shit is fat I Neva eva pull the wrap from my baseball cap I pull the 40 oz. Brew from the brown bag (brown bag) My hand in my pocket to retrieve my zigzags Big bags equal much smoke take a toke Bet you dime or dollar that you gone to choke Out of site like a shooting star You know who I are It's the brother sippin gin in the back of the bar And I regulate rhymes like I got big game I got a couple more dinero's then what his name? Stashed off in my sock like some old food stamps Stand clear set trips for perpetrators, and tramps I got much more bounce to the ounce in fact Turn the Volume up to 10 and watch your window crack Step back you better believe me, don't ever try to be me, you can't see me And you'll Neva eva deceive me