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maxo kream - what i look like lyrics
[chorus: maxo kream]
now what i look like
and if it ain’t money, i don’t look right
corvettes and private jets, i don’t book flights
gamble for the money but i don’t shoot dice
shoot just like dice, i shoot once not twice
shoot so precise but i still punch, fight
mr. maxo tookie, yeah the crip blue suge knight
every time they see me they like, “ooh, that’s new ice”
[verse 1: maxo kream]
new g63, cut the roof not the top back
we shootin’ 223’s at the roof, knock his top back
i’m in another league, when i speak, you can’t talk back
’cause i talk big racks and i tote big straps
and i can’t snort lines because i sold crack
and i don’t do lines, i sleep through these bags
don’t sneak diss online, ’cause i still squeeze 9’s
just pull up, flatline and push your sh_t back
[chorus: maxo kream & freddie gibbs]
now what i look like
and if it ain’t money, i don’t look right
corvettes and private jets, i don’t book flights
gamble for the money but i don’t shoot dice
shoot just like dice, i shoot once not twice
shoot so precise but i still punch, fight
mr. maxo tookie, yeah the crip blue suge knight (yeah, yeah)
every time they see me they like, “ooh, that’s new ice” (yeah, yeah, [?], baby, let’s get it)
[verse 2: freddie gibbs]
rippin’ and flippin’ that thing, i ship it off, wrap a book tight (yeah)
n_ggas been switchin’ the smack, i still got crack, i got good white (yeah)
chicken with twenty_eight racks, i’m takin’ it back if it cook right (yeah_yeah)
hundred and eight_four pounds, b_tch, i’m the real skinny suge knight (woo)
keep ’em package in the check_in baggage, that’s one the rabbit holes (yeah)
n_gga ran off, had to toss his ass in the rabbit hole (yeah)
i just copped the buckhead condo for my atlanta ho (b_tch)
gettin’ sloppy top with the 7 in automatic mode
i pray lord allah got forgiveness for k!llers (yeah)
we pray when we lost but forget when we winnin’ (yeah)
courthouse, penitentiary was not my intention
i front door my front seats in front of my engine, yeah
sports cars off the work, call ’em work cars (yeah)
your ho don’t like a like a hitta blow, i let the vert park (yeah)
for christmastime, i got obituaries for your squad
i put that sh_t on dvl ’cause i don’t swear to god, yeah
[chorus: maxo kream]
and what the f_ck i look like
and if it ain’t money, i don’t look right
corvettes and private jets, i don’t book flights
gamble for the money but i don’t shoot dice
shoot just like dice, i shoot once not twice
shoot so precise but i still punch, fight
mr. maxo tookie, yeah the crip blue suge knight
every time they see me they like, “ooh, that’s new ice”
[instrumental outro]
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