Syke

Bitch, T.O RIDGEBLOCK! Syke! Syke! Shout out my Jungle niggas Syke! I know what you love, you know I know what you like, right? Syke x3 Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke Let me work with it, I see y'all getting hurt wit it My Opponents getting murked. Shovels and dirt digging Or maybe a hearse fit 'em. These niggas acting like women So bury a purse wit him. Not even a nurse can fix em Rapper's sweet... here's ya dessert children! Herb spitters, every song's a nerve killer This is business, you get what you neg, not what you deserve, nigga So I give 'em an ultimatum. Jump on the train or I'll see ya later See these haters, I see you dweebs Mad respect and I'm stacking cheese Having sex with your classic dream Chick. Maybe not but shorty mean thick I really mean it! You could get lean quick Story up, buddy. Get it in sequence Cheifing frequent, it's no secret I am on my COD shit No games. Cash on delivery Currency. No limit. Go get it. Roll wit it No kidding. Those writtens sound like a nigga going in, though I'm Hard like Flintstones Moving rock or rocking the mic, people want what they like and they might like your ringtone I ain't in it for that. But while we here, lets make some racks and get on Syke All my women in the front Syke All my niggas in the back I know what you love, you know I know what you like. Right? Syke x3 (Someone bring me some weed) Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke Modern day slave, getting paid Peanuts everyday, what a way To live, its okay, we get it Keep us down while you clown us, we ain't with it Start a riot. We won't quit it We sick and tired of tricks and liars Money move quiet, nobody hear it Exchanged through Politicians, empires Dynasties, hierarchies, prime elites And the scheme they weave, that don't put ya mind at ease Do it? Forget that, drink this fluid Do it! The Henny black, gets you ruined Moving kinda fake? I don't fuck wit Judas Cutting off lames? We all Go through it Some say I'm racist, let me clear this shit I'll snuff you whatever culture or heritage You, maybe. You crazy? You may be fu-gaze-zee I am cryss like new HD. Smooth as a bottom of a new baby Vision hazy. Lately, I've had this shit on lock like a safe key That's why they hate me, nigga hate yourself. Not my fault that you ain't me You don't wanna be me, I got a lot of issues, got a lot of problems Got a Lot of bills too, and I ain't on em, whenever I get to 'em, yo, I'm paying all of them Off. That's Soft. I used have nothing but a cot Got a little more But I still got nothing, stop fronting, boy, where is my guap? Got something in store for the ones who been down ever since I first dropped I brought open toe sandals to give to the haters, in case they thought I would flip flop, I am hip hop Syke x3 I know what you love, you know I know what you like. Right? Syke! Syke! (All my ladies in the front) Syke! Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke I am only one man, I have only one team We have so many objectives, but it all leads to one dream We all ashy we need that cream We ain't bashful, we'll take that cream Taking a sample. No, we ain't tactful No, we just random. Slap you up with that... It's that Rich Kidd shit, Syke It's that Rich Kidd shit, Syke (Lalalala) Syke (Lalalala) I know what you love you know I know what you like, right? Syke x3 Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke