Dj Kay Slay - Team Work lyrics
rate meFeat. Memphis Bleek, Freeway, Loaded Lux & Jon Connor
Been lately lofa like a couple
My attitude is fuck you
I lift my shirt full of guns
Knock my velve, crack ‘em
Been at this type and always in hater conversation
Don’t make you lied you up like a bubble up and (?)
These pack move is going round with this brick talk
Is back woods like the blood ding the crip
I’m ready for the drama, I ain’t never scared
I pick this nine if you gonna need the Obama care
Been try to chill dog and left this mils roll
Been in between these bitches legs looking like a fill goal
But they don’t wanna see, this type of clips never ending
Kill that nigga in this road, now that motherfucker trending
Cuz everybody like gam’, them bullets fuck up the system
They hit ‘em like stam
This rock salley we them niggas in the streets
We throw at you and then we throw at the police nigga
I just got hoped in UK, 2 day, I don’t want them fly (?) shout out the ryme
Shout out the lou pay
And I’m sick with the grime
Got my slicer then American pie bout to see how you taste
Travel around the US, they love me out in VA
Shout out the nigga , plan B, they know me out in LA
Don’t make me call pussy, my nigga he not from Bale air
And night they in a club with some bitches that popping bale air
Me I’m in the stud up in (?) they making more bran
And now we run out, we like strama we making more
Brand new roar, we can tell I’m not bussing
How ever read it and get it tag on their four hair
Lord feel it with me, three met Milli
Stay properly nigga DC, waiting that sound, zipping on CD
Andrew will crack, will cook up in your gone, we’re missing
I’m listening for your skills
At the speaker like I wave down
Please nigga I just can’t get it until the field
It’s the independent real
Just in the spots less BN
Might be wide and you try to stick me with a deal
Don’t ask, more cash in this path I twinkle
I live a life stand on single, skate on jingles
Be the best, need the rest
We came all mingle, I see the stress in my grandma (?) let’s keep success
Like a vacuum blowing up on a red carpet,
I’m nuts cuz this trap rappers even he go random
Never been biblical the base
But when I’m living just hit the base
So my God is the God
But feeling like Obama in the middle of the race
In the middle of the race
Lord
I got evil intentions like stopping attack from breathing and not leaving a whiteness
They gonna need the fences , I feed their intentions
They gonna bleed to some mission
I gota hit, so I’mma hit this trap so I’mma eat this traps (?)
I don’t need any mission, I need intervention, a fane from the great addiction
I’m hoping for more, I hope they don’t open the door
I’m kicking in, I’ve been here just to win
I’ve been shitting no niggas like this is two thousand and four
Look, catch up, I don’t let up, I’m from the hood where nigga don’t fest up
Sleep cuz they hurt and (?) funeral is only time when we get dressed up
Messed up just hoping the mama blessed us
Guess what we hoping they don’t test us
Cuz you know the routine and you know what you see
And you know it nothing to be next up
Don’t let it be yours for knock, you calling your daughter you better do
Cuz if not I’m calling the cops cuz over that (?)
Cuz where I’m from you ain’t balling it out
Look, I said it, I made it, just the way it is
And the beat know what they all said it
And not just to pick just the day it is
Yo, fly city, my city
I’mma rap til the day I’m gone
I’mma rap for the spot, wait it up for the block
One time once again is on, haa