Ces cru klick clack bang

The Ces seldom seen By the studio time that I sell a dream Tell 'em leave before the game get into you Hell of a fee to pay, my soul is sinner proof It's your move. Ces clipping up and ready to lock on you It's not a lot to say, a lot to do Opportunity knocked and I'm knocking you Out the way you're way out of pocket dude And I don't give a fuck if you're sick as fuck If you spit at us, I'll clip your nuts If your upper lip so much as ripple up If you're soft I can help you stiffen up What you talking 'bout, ain't shit to us Yeah I'm talking down to you, listen up, punk Is it true that ain't shit changed? I could say it's all about the music But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying to stack a couple of racks And that's amusement to 'em Look at the way we do 'em, killer city cannibal with Cannonball Get you open like a can opener, the Kan-Kan-Kansas City shuffle y'all. Listen to the way it bang Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang What am I an oddity?

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Scheming on my plates, soaking up the shine? Wipe away your tears, open up your eyes Why you leaning all up in my lights? Is it true that ain't shit changed?

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The Ces seldom seen By the studio time that I sell a dream Tell 'em leave before the game get into you Hell of a fee to pay, my soul is sinner proof It's your move. Why you broken up and crying? The heavy handed healer, here we go I keep a couple in the clip for y'all We can get it popping, that's the only option Guess I'm shooting from the fucking hip at y'all Cut you open, hoping somebody gotta Sham-wow, blood about to hit the wall I can see it coming cousin like I'm staring back at you From inside a crystal ball This is all for you But do you remember when you fronted on us when we did the interview?

You were pawning me, now I'm pimping you You were on to me, now I'm into you And it ought to be peaceful, but when you choose Hanging dirty laundry over dinner, ooh Honestly it's inde-indefensable.

Listen to the way it bang Introducing you to what is new and everybody will agree it's Strange Hit 'em with a klick clack bang, talking gotta get back, man We don't wanna gotta go to war, never more, let me do my goddamn thang. Ces clipping up and ready to lock on you It's not a lot to say, a lot to do Opportunity knocked and I'm knocking you Out the way you're way out of pocket dude And I don't give a fuck if you're sick as fuck If you spit at us, I'll clip your nuts If your upper lip so much as ripple up If you're soft I can help you stiffen up What you talking 'bout, ain't shit to us Yeah I'm talking down to you, listen up, punk Is it true that ain't shit changed?

I ought to be We the two to take it to another level I'm in another lane, on some other plane People say I probably parlay with the Devil Parlay with myself, makes a lot of sense Make some motherfucker gotta hop the fence I show up in all black, at the party bloody hands like I just forgot to rinse Magnetism I attract the opposites Back in the day I used to want to chop a bitch Now I'm keeping it clean the crib's pristine Like I hired George Papadopoulos Lock your lips, y'all been in a coma on us honestly I know the weather better pack a number-brella fella y'all are hella cray Look up, the snake and bat are travelin' that-away, have a good day I can see it in the way you running around Running your mouth, talking all the time Laying me down inside a coffin, all for why?

Excluir playlist Cancelar Guardar. I can see it in the way you running around Running your mouth, talking all the time Laying me down inside a coffin, all for why? Head of the class, fucking up the principle Got 'em ingesting hella deadly chemicals I'm gonna go as far as saying we ain't playing And we got 'em by the fucking genitals.

I could say it's all about the music But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying to stack a couple of racks And that's amusement to 'em Look at the way we do 'em, killer city cannibal with Cannonball Get you open like a can opener, the Kan-Kan-Kansas City shuffle y'all I ain't been around the block a lot, I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box Still I'm knowin' enough to get the shit to pop Yeah I'm blowing up and up, lifting off Why you lippin' off?

F'er I don't wanna get sidetracked, in a Maybach, blowing dope wit' dem heffers I'm a handful, so is Ubi so it's like your fucking with a pair of double D's I've been screaming out the shit I mean about And all I got to say is "Motherfuck emcees" Hit 'em and buckle knees Get 'em in line, I'm about to go spam on em' and I'm on a roll Could it have been the reason why you acting like a bitch? I ought to be We the two to take it to another level I'm in another lane, on some other plane People say I probably parlay with the Devil Parlay with myself, makes a lot of sense Make some motherfucker gotta hop the fence I show up in all black, at the party bloody hands like I just forgot to rinse Magnetism I attract the opposites Back in the day I used to want to chop a bitch Now I'm keeping it clean the crib's pristine Like I hired George Papadopoulos Lock your lips, y'all been in a coma on us honestly I know the weather better pack a number-brella fella y'all are hella cray Look up, the snake and bat are travelin' that-away, have a good day.

Wipe away your tears, open up your eyes Why you leaning all up in my lights?

I ought to be We the two to take it to another level I'm in another lane, on some other plane People say I probably parlay with the Devil Parlay with myself, makes a lot of sense Make some motherfucker gotta hop the fence I show up in all black, at the party bloody hands like I just forgot to rinse Magnetism I attract the opposites Back cds the day I used to want to chop a bitch Now I'm keeping it clean the crib's pristine Like I hired George Papadopoulos Lock your lips, y'all been in a coma on us honestly I know the weather better pack a number-brella cruu y'all are hella cray Look up, the snake and bat are travelin' that-away, have a good day I can see it in the way you running around Running your mouth, talking all the time Laying me down inside a coffin, all for why?

The heavy handed healer, here we go I keep a couple in the clip for y'all We can get it popping, that's the only option Guess I'm shooting from the fucking hip at y'all Cut you open, hoping somebody gotta Sham-wow, blood about to hit the wall I can see it coming cousin like I'm staring back at you From inside a crystal ball.

Pussy popping on a pole What am I doing here? Mad at us for catapulting off the N9ne! Look at the size of this table, it's giant room enough for both of us to dine Hanger Steak with a side of asparagus, a glass of Copolofer wine Sober up before you try and roll with us, you must be Robitussin high Thinking you know what's up with us, but know that I am focused on my grind Blowing up, goodbye!

I'm gonna hit 'em with the binding resolution Getting biblical with every clip I pull Take a seat with y'all, have a sip with you I've been eating y'all, now I'm getting full.

This is all clacl you But do mlick remember when you bahg on us when we did the interview? Shitting better, get the stool softener Look at 'em, 'bout to break the blade off in her I don't remember anything after getting swill and high Swear to God, occifer. The heavy handed healer, here we go I keep a couple in the fes for y'all We can get it popping, that's the only option Guess I'm shooting from the fucking hip at y'all Cut you open, hoping somebody gotta Sham-wow, blood about to hit the wall I can see it cws cousin like I'm staring back at you From inside a crystal ball.

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I could say it's all about the music But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying to stack a couple of racks And that's amusement to klixk Look at the way we do 'em, killer city cannibal with Cannonball Get you open like a can opener, the Kan-Kan-Kansas City shuffle y'all. Ces clipping up and ready to lock on you It's not a lot to say, a lot to do Opportunity knocked and I'm knocking you Out the way you're way out of pocket dude And I don't give klixk fuck if you're sick as fuck If you spit at us, I'll clip your nuts If your upper lip so much as ripple up If you're soft I can help you stiffen up What you talking 'bout, ain't shit to us Yeah I'm talking down to you, listen up, punk Is it true that ain't shit changed?

This is all for you But klikc you remember when you fronted on us when we did the interview?

Look at the way they're hating on us Like we got a deal already, steady as we go I could have vru the one to tell 'em that we didn't But it's hit and go, yeah get a dose Ces in the building, better be gone 'fore we blow the roof off of this M. You forget to do your job?

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