Top Songs By 38 Spesh
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hey, young guns bust
**** know who to trust
If you owe one of us, it ain't shit to discuss, ****
Binoculars, eyes is out, son, they watchin' us
Jake hit the streets, now police try lockin' us
[Verse 2]
No guns bust
Used to sell in a crunch
Yeah, the world trust the world, the world keepin' the trust
Yeah, binoculars, eyes is out, son, they watchin' us
Jakes hit the streets, now police try lockin' us
[Verse 3]
Maybe it's the ostrich and gator that made me popular
If it's a problem, I'm engagin' in ways of stoppin' ya
Death sentence, like when Lefty betrayed the mafia
It's too many rats in your pack, Frank Sinatra, huh
**** should be lucky I gave the block to ya
I was even servin' the neighbors that stayed on top of ya
Ain't it obvious, I was savin' and raised the profit up
My Asian bitch makin' amazin' Cajun tilapia
I'm the one that inspire cats
Don't try to rat, you ain't goin' no where, ****, your tire's flat
You send shots, I'ma fire back
Or I'm fire first, **** dyin' first whenever I attack, huh
They better wear a iron hat
I'm smoother than the vampire that transforms to a flyin' bat
I used to charge **** higher tax
I had to stop 'cause **** ain't OG's, they retired rats
[Verse 4]
Guns bust
****, know who to trust
If you owe one of us, it ain't shit to discuss, ****
Binoculars, eyes is out, son, they watchin' us
Jake hit the streets, now police try lockin' us
[Verse 5]
No guns bust
Used to sell in a crunch
Yeah, the world trust the world, the world keepin' the trust
Yeah, binoculars, eyes is out, son, they watchin' us
Jake hit the streets, now police try lockin' us
[Verse 6]
Shit is more than crazy, I'm seein' more of it lately
Grown men with they hand out, lookin' for handout
Some in the room, hope I don't stand out
With few dues mappin' the plan out
Gotta expand out, I ran out in two days
It's two ways, been waitin' to move yay
Dosin' off Duce, it ain't for your top, your toupee
Couldn't be 2Pac on Tuesday
Touché, who got it to send it out
Break it down in ounces, make samples and give it out
Cribbin' 'em out is bad services, in and out
Bag full of birds the only way we can chicken out
Listen now, yeah, that wrist wear will come in plain
'Cause this here the hunger game
What you know about a hunnie gain?
Or takin' a loss to give you stomach pains?
I'd rather be dead wrong then dead gone
Plus, built on his ones, he got the breads on
You can tell our thread long
We got the black soldiers till the feds come
[Verse 7]
I don't like none of these ****, gotta flow to humble these ****
The full pound, shake the ground right from under these ****
I made checks with the squadron, paid respect to the bosses
Shootin' like LeBron in game seven in Boston
Some **** like to hustle, some like to spray bullets
Me, I had a block and a microwave cookin'
Took every precaution, there's a price to pay with it
The state troopers will pull you if your license plate crooked
Look, when they was outta town and I'm runnin' lanes
I was dryin' a killer gram under a ceiling fan
****, I'm everything the critics sayin'
Keep playin', pussy, and we'll pop up on ya like Twitter spam
He the type to let the broads fool him
These **** all Goofy's, that cheap liquor got you all woozy
We see the ops them **** call movies
That's real shit, 'cause we always bought guns before we bought jewelry
Uh, my bitch in Cali-forty, but she still model
We good till she ask me how I feel 'bout her
Rollin' alpha omega out a pill bottle
Uh, I touched so many keys I think I'm Phil Collins
Watch paper and money for the bail bondsman
Cooked a half this morning just to see if I still got it
I still got it, let's be real 'bout it
How I still fill pockets with paper just like mailboxes, let's go
The butcher, ****
