HALF-A-MIL - Salute lyrics

rate me

Uh huh, yea, uh uh, what ya want from me?

Uh huh, yea, Half-A-Mill, y'all know

First don, yea, uh huh, holla

[Verse 1]

Legendary don, cherries flowin in Parion

Platinum Champaign glass yea thats Half-A-Million

Lay back, laughin at these rap new jacks

Yappin 'bout how they slung a few cracks

and touch a few stacks

use to come through on the max

now all of a sudden you sealed out

crew cat, now you shoot back

Fake ballers, let Mill show y'all where hoop at

Get real, here I come head for the hills

Nigga my ooz strap, my first single is Rata-tat-tat

Kill every nerve in you, action packed you might need plastic bag

I mack hoes like hack-a-sack jack

spit tight flows, 23 inches on on the white Rove

They tryin to hear you oversize chips

On my right lobe, oversize clips light oversize spiffs

put my oversize dick 'tween your bitch oversized lips

Five or six, no matter what you whip

You ain't fly as this

[Chorus: Half-A-Mill] **repeat 2X**

From the Range to the Rove to the Bentley Coupe

Back the V-12 for being buggy niggaz salute

We be them Mill-i, pretty thugs guns we shoot

So when you see us don't say "wuttup" niggaz salute

[Verse 2]

Fuck you starin for? frontin off in front of camera floor

My name Milli, chicks feel me like brand new soar

I make a brand new hall maybe like brand new eloar

If niggaz wanna front dawg I got the brand new four

I pop a cannon off, lay you in brand new floor

I ain't tryin to play you dawg, I just spray you dawg

Live motivator, why's is hole in paper?

no respect for the dead send my guys to hold your wake-up

French fries ass, cheese burger frontin like you fly ass

Words on the street you bitch niggaz gon' die fast

So I advise you hop on your CL K and drive fast

No set-ups then I just wet-up your dry ass

Act like you fed-up, "ok, uh huh, shut up ass"

Street vet, heat rep show you how to develop cash

Hella stash, keep the Calico on hella blast

Hella stash, keep my Calico on hella blast

[Chorus x2: Half-A-Mill]

[Verse 3]

I got no love, thats why niggaz got no liver

Let the fed figure why you got thrown in the river

I'm thorough bred put the extended metal to your head

Chicks say I'm a sex symbol, pop you like your next pimple

Your righteous? I'mma step to your Temple

Cut your legs off dawg leave you walkin off thimbles

Now hop over the candle stick dick lets see if your nibble

I'mma like an evil Hindu, Knievel, Willy's 6-50 through

Illmatic, Bill Matic, peel ratchets, still at it

Most of y'all niggaz is still faggots

Open up your ass cheek you prolly leak ill maggots

Real madness, thats why I keep steel for you bastards

In the Million Man March against me -- get a million caskets

I'm hear to spark niggaz and piss on your ash's

Retaliatin be the next thug missin in action

Whoeva want it they can get slugs I'm dissin off Magnums

[Chorus x2: Half-A-Mill]

[Outro: Half-A-Mill]

Mill Latin, uh hu Ali Baba, yea

what, street fathers, yea

ya niggaz man ya might as well not even bother son, word!