Lyrics

Uh-huh, uh (Cookin Soul) Niggas actin' all brand new, I ain't new to this I get to disturbin' the peace like Chaka and Ludacris I do this shit, who is this doin' this, droppin' the newest shit? On my dresser, nothin' but blunt ashes and Ruger clips I'm big pressure, the lesson is I ain't with the foolishness I'm flyin' high, on my passenger side's a stewardess I'ma run the well 'til it's dry, I ain't new to this Release the guillotine for head chops Cookin Soul (Soul), get to cookin' up soul to make your head rock Don't get it twisted even though your boy's a dreadlock Well known for puttin' hip-hop up in a headlock I'll fire shots and have you layin' under bedrock (tzazazaza) I'm steadily risin', we risin' on accord (on accord) We never stop puttin' points up on the board (on the board) Salute to the soldiers that's livin' by the sword I'm movin' forward, I put the pedal to the floor I'm steadily risin', we risin' on accord (on accord) We never stop puttin' points up on the board (on the board) Salute to the soldiers that's livin' by the sword I'm movin' forward, I put the pedal to the floor (to the floor) Uh, floor it Floor it (floor it) Floor it Uh, huh (floor it, floor it) You can ask anybody that know I'm strapped like Double-O-Seven and I'll blow, uh Cleanup on aisle fo', your paper come wild slow While mine's comin' fast-forward Two-hundred, my dashboard, you want it, just ask for it (just ask for it) Make niggas eat dust, emcees get clipped like roach blunts Niggas somersault flip, when toast bust Livin' in this world with no trust, who can you call on? All my dawgs keep me up, if I need a crutch to fall on Few and not many, it's hard to accept pity Dialect filthy, for riches, I get busy We build brick after brick like stonemasons (stonemasons) While movin' ninja-swift and leavin' no traces On a daily basis, we enter elite spaces, no move is wasted Can't fuck with me, just face it (face it) On a daily basis, we enter elite spaces, no movement wasted Can't fuck with me, just face it I'm steadily risin', we risin' on accord (on accord) We never stop puttin' points up on the board (on the board) Salute to the soldiers that's livin' by the sword I'm movin' forward, I put the pedal to the floor I'm steadily risin', we risin' on accord (on accord) We never stop puttin' points up on the board (on the board) Salute to the soldiers that's livin' by the sword I'm movin' forward, I put the pedal to the floor (to the floor) Uh, floor it Floor it (floor it) Floor it Uh, floor it (floor it)
Writer(s): David Garcia, Fihim Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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