Listen to Live Like This (feat. OG Rapp) [Live] by Cory Tate

Live Like This (feat. OG Rapp) [Live]

Cory Tate

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

Pss, pss Hey, hey, you Pss pss pssss Fuck boy You ain't living like this It's OG Rapp Cory Tate Let's get it How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Yo I got brodies who sell weed Brodies who hang tv's I got brodies who got heaters that give folks them heebie jeebies I got brodies who got bars that got bars please believe me Yall just hate on all your brodies when they face 180 degrees I don't understand it Yall from another planet Yall don't belong where we be at Yall belong under granite Yall don't deserve to breath my air Yall deserve lung collapses I'm here to shock you Charlie Browns Anaphylaxis Cuz we don't give a fuck about you We'll knock the punk up out you Say "later alligator", watch you float on up the bayou See I ain't nothin nice Despite what I may show you If you cross me get you canceled quick as Gen Z kids on YouTube How I move you can not match it You'd have to have like two decks up your sleeves Just to play go fish with me That's no cappin This a new era, who better Yall should switch ya tactics Fuckin dickheads Ya whole persona's flaccid I am constantly amazed yall ain't die yet Yall get to flexin and display fake triceps I get more mentions on your page than you guys get Bein the best I never claimed that's just my rep Top left vet I ain't worried that I haven't blew up If I had me and Ace may have never couped up I'm talkin two door, two seater, chuck a deuce up We on that grown man shit and still ain't never grew up So I'm sayin How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this Check it Look Touch Cory Tate or Ace I break your vertebra, deface It takes two to make everything alright, Rob Base Just me and you, we gotta hash this out If not just bring the caskets out Antiseptics not working I got a nasty mouth Barz and Notez, my folks we put this together This conglomerate climate changin, rearrangin the weather See he cold But he hot See he bold But he not Well not purposely I do spaz out when yall start to urkin me These barz like Hercules, they Earth the room And have the women twerkin until they hurting they knees Don't stop, get it, get it We need formidable competition around here My opps obsolete, no opposition around here Don't end up target practice for Deadshot My Suicide Squad Hindu bitches, that red dot Don't get discontinued When I show up to your venue hungry guess what's on the menu Eat you up, spit you out then I'm gone, I got shit to tend to Don't be a victim of circumstances For standin by a nigga, you don't get a bypass, innocent bystander This Knots Landing, they'll cancel your show Niggas know The only thing Debo writing is ransom notes Here go another anthem, folks, yall tune in New lenses for the scope, gon need forensics when I zoom in Jackal style Lacka, lacka, lack-ow Pap you up like Paquio Fire you up then put you out just like a Black and Mild How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this How you plan to Get it how you live When you live like this Like this, like this
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