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(feat. sauce money, sheek louch)

[intro: sauce money + ras k-ss + sheek louch]
[s] what we going to do right we going to start this mother f-cker of in
brooklyn best style you heard me
[r] (sauce mother f-ckin)
[s] then i am going to past it to my n-gg- and we going to swing over to the
y.o. you know
[r][sl] (ruff ryder style)(sheek louch)
[s] then we going to p-ss it to my other n-gg- and we going to do it west
side style you know
[r] (west side)

[verse one: sauce money]
i spit solely for the guacemole
come through and make a rapper do a back flip rock a rolly and
reach for my glock slowly if you try to interfere on how i stack chips
i take chicks to the tele just a happy fan
now she wanna get a glimpse of my magic hand
she said she like the way it stretch out like plastic man
sauce money tell me where would you have it land
told shorty look i got to get back to my grands
hurry up i am in the rush like jackie chan
married woman, single or engaged, hood rats still got them to creep
now we rock them to sleep
because we got the best songs that pesese charm
besides if you tricky you just chance head strong
rappers better respect dawns and ex-cons
and keep your vest on this is how we speak with teflon

[verse two: sheek louch]
aiyyo it’s sheek louch n-gg- and i will pop till y’all gone
only thing i knew n-gg-z popped and it’s gone
and y’all might pop sh-t but that’s about it
what you know about guns that come out my sleeve
and bullets that fly around your head like bee’s
that will hit you and leave holes the size of pee’s jes
when i flow it’s like tae-kwon-doe
on some do-jo and it just a hobby
how f-ck daniel-san going to beat mr. miyagi
wax on wax off with a knock out or better
i leave three threw the e of your enyce sweater
what pop sh-t and i am first day delivery
straight threw your chest pope on your block
in a big brown truck like i am ups
and i don’t know about y’all that re-up real small
you don’t spend more then a thousand at the mall
if you owe sheek pay me i don’t care how you hit me
it don’t race me if your car don’t cost more then fifty
i’m that cat that threatens on y’all mc’s
with a devil flow that will pop your rosary beeds
i from where b-tches that know about cooking up c-ke
bring ever gram back and keep heat by the tw-t
that will blend in perfect in a deminacan spot
now it’s me that n-gg- that shine like glitter
and i must say dogg i am a h-ll of a spitter
we finish things y’all h-ll of a quiters

[verse three: ras k-ss]
i spit from the genitals b-tch, leave ’em masculine skinch
got n-gg-z panackin, petro and penanican flinch
grew a mechanical inch the root of all evil
green theft and green spray with a tech but we can’t all eat thow
cause y’all fethal, we run lethal, homicide victims of a fed fax and pete gold
sugar n-body is ever equal [why] cause the more we make
the more we taking from other people
livin in puerto rico padarin lax to jfk
at baggage claim with three hoes like santa’s day
my third eye be the equivilant to the alb-m red pie
so i give you a piece of my mind, just multiply times infinite
spiritual elevate so i high commite drive bye’s while i sky dive
sip on my time perform sh-t only concieved in sci-fi so why try test
it’s boom bye bye mr. ice real guy
you must have been looking some where else like biggie smalls lazy eye
pop sicker then your average acquired immune deficiency symdrome infected fast

[chorus: sheek louch]
we don’t care where your from n-gg- east or west
and we don’t care what you wear we don’t aim for the vest
it’s lox, sauce and ras k-ss three of the best
only n-gg-z with money we don’t f-ck with the rest
we don’t care where your from n-gg- east or west
and we don’t care what you wear we don’t aim for the vest
it’s lox, sauce and ras k-ss three of the best
only n-gg-z with money we don’t f-ck with the rest ya heard

[ras k-ss]
it’s like that n-gg- and it’s always gonna be like that so you peeon as n-gg-z
i got a new word for you y’all n-gg-z boon walk that mean beat it backwards
f-ck out of here n-gg- the matrix sheek louch my n-gg- sauce money ras k-ss
blaze sky walker n-gg- the matrix get the f-ck out of here

- ras kass

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