Dom King / Mystic - Make A Tear Drop lyrics
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[Mystic:] Shit... Make it drop niggaz... Make it drop bitches... Make it drop niggaz... [Chorus:] It can make a tear drop, when the rear stop After you drank that beer drop this shit here and Chill with a nigga, blowin' weed out my mouth And plottin' for figures, niggaz and gettin' my wishes... [Mystic:] You know the shine that I'm spittin' is reminiscent To what ya wishes is and whatchya wishes was and like everyone say "Monkey see monkey does" that includes drugs or after a bitch in love When you see me smokin' I bet you the smoke is buds Got me paranoid as fuck in a chair like my 'Cuz But that ain't go happen, 'cause then it'd be a faction of tramatic events We'll kill a bunch of niggaz and shit Usin' men as guinea pigs, and Ms. King, my Mama Told me to "Bring the drama" Dont never let another punk nigga ever crack on ya Mama Dont let no niggaz bitch you like they is Osama No offense, but a nigga sick of y'all hits That's why I make my own shit, to sound out his Got me polishin' my flow after a round with a bitch Told her that my wrist go be big as Andre The Giants Cept Imm'a be black producin' like Andre The Giant Let it drop [Chorus] [Mystic:] ...Oh shit the rear stopped Niggaz is clear for gettin shot, for snitchin 'bout spots That Mystie Myst sellin' drugs nigga, like it or not These niggaz rappin, braggin 'bout pitchin cocaine in draws Good for y'all, but I ain't fuckin wit that, so I Stay puffin weed inside of a caddiliac and god damn It's f'sho that the mask is black We sittin in backs, if you plottin to make us starve 'Cause I've starved long enough, I wanna get fat Sit in the studio wit my new shit on blast smashin chicken and Mashed potatoes, watchin my kids play wit legos Ain't no hood nigga takin' my life on a lay low So if you die, it's cause Mystie say so I ain't wanna have to mold y'all weak minds like play dough But I got to show ya what's up playa I'm on the watch like Dre, smokin weed like Nate everyday When you speak it ain't scarey so watch what you say I'ma be shittin on these niggaz till I get my pay [Bridge:] Drop a tear for that nigga ain't here (yeah) Drop a tear for the ex-con wit no career (we here) Damn that, we comin' like fuck standards Puttin' a finger up like 'pac to these mothafuckin' cameras [Mystic:] So it's practically savagery I can answer those questions But the ones about the body we ain't fuckin' wit 'Cuz we sittin' in the street watchin' it buck then skip Watchin' some bitches tip a dick, laughin' and shit Differences between this shit go further than penis My brain bigger than yours, plus I been schemin' In my dreams screamin', while you fuckin' dreamin', so take that in nigga And it's f'sho I'ma "Make It Drop" if haters get mad and hate Give'em a bird a day then hydrolic on they face See Mystic on channel eleven, insane but still rich So it ain't go matter this my, only career bitch Downin' Seagrams tippin' on the back porch Tryin' to avoid a felony, or any date in a court Niggaz put you in the state of inhuman, so I'm tryin' to do this Props to my niggaz makin' movements, I'm self improvin' Smokin' to Old School and groovin'... Be careful of the choices you choosen [Chorus]
