Sts - People Remix lyrics
rate me(ft. Joell Ortiz & Dave Guy )
Easy wire on the rider with my bad habit
I’m roots affiliated ATL it’s automatic
Somehow they still sleeping on me like the craft matic
Now I got joel Ortiz to take a fucking stab at it
Shout to rig morales from the palace of shady
Niggas clashing like the bodies on Mercedes 380’s
Niggas I’m crazy with it lyrically nicer than trained snipers
Got a rifle and a dream youll being paying to pied piper
Track is for my cannabis fly shit analyst and afraid to get my hand dirty
And dismantle this
pryin lookin in with this bitches by the randomness
Numbers never slumber get your mind hand over fist
Hang your clan over cliffs give the fans what they miss
Summer time hot a pair of vans……….
Harder than the ram hit money makin jam shit
Rap pack niggas on the summer with that sand shit
Threw a couple punchlines but niggas never land shit
Go gain headline then a pair of red lines wake up every morning just to show niggas its bed time
Say something say a lil something for the people
Were rollin up a L and Immsa say something
Say a lil something for the people the gold is in the building we gonna say something
say a lil something for the people
My name is STS I wanna say something
Say a lil something for the people, The People
Uhh whenever I say something I got the stage jumpin
Yo flow don’t amaze nothing I’m like an AK bustin
Your like a slingshot listen poppi you stay frontin
Remember the name cousin JOEL ORTIZ
Keep the bass coming
Homie now keep the horns playin
No time for the horse playin
I get on the beats paint a picture look at what I’m portrayin
Hip hop in the purest form the war zone either I’m doin it so right
Or ya’ll recording wrong
Either way look at me shine ya look at me glow they tried to leave your boy
Behind yea look at me go I’m a figure with the flow I figure you know
For these figures I put all you niggas in a figure four
Im not a critic but what you spittin is pitiful I diss you direct you to dumb
To catch a subliminal, before you reply remember I’m a criminal the ox’ll leave your face gushin,
Chorus:
Say something say a lil something for the people
Were rollin up a L and Immsa say something
Say a lil something for the people the gold is in the building we gonna say something
say a lil something for the people
My name is STS I wanna say something
Say a lil something for the people, The People
Ok purple reefer stogie half a gram a bogey
Coppin out in Beverly hills like ask a bowlie had to sip a cran and stoli
Wait for diamonds on my rollie and a diamond in the back of the lac that’s blacker than kobbes
Spit that obie one kanobe, sky walker fly talker
Ice burg goldie, hi daughters all fathers better get to know me
Ride harder I martyr anything they throw me
Hail marry aye fathers leader like kobbe off that go gain
Told em mane, only strong as the weakest link that’s in my gold chain
Call me by my code name sugar for your hooker tongue slayin that some colgate
Get that pussy I be in and out it like a road gate
Caddie when I holay pimpin at its finest call me daddy when I hold they
Chaunce killin it LV killin it, logos on my label they all dot v period
Take this matter serious to all the people hearin this STS is gold.com if you curious
Judge by apperances still shoppin clearences niggas wasn’t rockin it right
Lack of experience, niggas got heart that’s good, I’m putting fear in it
Jam boy slaughter house one sick experiment
Cool ice speariment I’m hotter than some hot sauce simple as a nipple bitch I’m just gettin my
rocks off spit some shit that’ll tear your fuckin socks off
Thanks to zdubbs for correcting these lyrics
