Flow (King Koopa) |
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Flow (King Koopa) Lyrics |
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We still here, ain`t goin` no where SwishaHouse [Chamillionaire] -Listen Man Chamill, that nigga still handlin` steel Hoppin` out the Sedan Deville, ay man just chill Leave em` alone, see niggaz never plan to feel The back-hand until they talkin` or you came in his grill I don`t care, undercovers still yearnin` to stop me Same retailers I sell it to will burn em` a copy Then sell it to you, but the cd`s burning is sloppy They earning they dollar, that I`m supposed to earn in it`s got me. Pissed and ag`d, get in the slab, gimme some gas Fixin` the track, this nigga bout to kick me some ass (Repeat after Talking) This be the last time I let niggaz get me for cash Gimme some gasoline and burn his crib into ash Hold up Watts niggaz is cheap sayin` I charge to much Cuz I`m raw nigga what? Yall can`t compete, yall niggaz suck If I gotta deal with the embarassment of yall niggaz stuff Then mo` money will ease the pain, bar`d that bar in ya cup Hold up Watts, boot-leggers? Them niggaz be scared But a mind full of scared Is better then a mind full of lead Nightmare, pillow red, mind in his bed Now Koopa`s joking go back to sleep, never mind what he said Look for that First Round Draft Picks, nothin` but net I gotta homie street-sweeper, and his cousin is tech Doesn`t respect? I`ma put ya tongue up in the deck And put my dick in the speakers and put nut in ya neck |
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