PRODIGY - Stop Fronting lyrics

rate me

It's the return of the Mack-11, Mack-10 get up

Hennessy liquor, some weed and a ciga'

Ain't shit changed but the diamonds got bigga'

Watch Mucho Frio, somethin' like a blizzard

It's summertime it's hot, and you ain't got no Freeon

I'm in the Bentley drop; to me you're a peon

You got neon lights underneath your Nissan

I got LeAnn Rimes passin' me the weed son

Doin' ten miles per hour through New York

Just ridin', bumpin' my new one

You act like I'm not that, nigga that pop that

Rounds at your top hat, Blazers and Slacks

Fuck up your suit, send a couple of troops

That'll go find your friends and get them to you

Know the name; niggaz call me Bandana

They wanna write me off, but my songs is bangers

Bitch +Stop Fronting+, you open off my chain

Open off my watch, open off my Range

Nigga you fronting, you wide open off P

Off the words I wrote to the beats.

Ayo, they talk shit behind my back, smile at my face

They wanna hear what I hear and see what I see

P; the God MC, I got a bottomless pit

Sixteen, that's how I keep dropin' new shit

This radio station, rotation, nigga I just made this

I'm impatient, put my shit out now, shut that other shit down

This the Mixtape, imagine how the album'll sound?

I'm on tour with Mobb Deep, we out in Japan

Australia and then we doin' Madison Square

Then it's right back on the road with 50 and EM

Rappers upset we last more longer than them,

At the club we gon' pop your lady if she's hot?

She see we on the top, now she starrin' at my rocks

I get in her box, and beat it up to socks

I mean fuck her brains out, 'til she scream "Please stop" - C'mon!