C What I C lyrics

by

DUSTY LOCANE


[Intro]
Oh, look
Oh, oh, need it
Oh, oh, hahaha

[Bridge]
Listen
This life that we living, listen
I stay in the kitchen, listen
The pot that I'm whippin', listen

[Verse]
When I get to twitchin', I get a feeling
That nina, start tweakin'
Baby girl, slow it down, just leave it
I know my n*ggas, they got me
Call love, shots
Bend blocks, don't talk to no cops
I can't pop out, unless my n*ggas got it, on them
But I'ma really send shots, bend blocks
And you know I don't f*ck with opps
Keep a thirty chop, that's knocks
When I walk up in the spot
Chopper shells, send a n*gga up to heaven
But I've been to hell, and I ain't tellin'
I am a felon, war ready, stay steady
Put that di*k, all in her belly
But different n*gga want war
We all knockin' at your door
Give me some more, give me some more
Sos in the cut, Remmys on me and they tucked
Boy what's up?
I don't give a f*ck, I don't really give a f*ck
Check in, I got my weapon in the spot
That thirty on me, that's the chop
Bad b*tches wanna f*ck
Hold on, wait
I got patience
All of my n*ggas they wildin' out
My n*ggas, Haitian
Some of them, Jamaican
All of them, killers
Real street n*ggas
Suvy, all of my n*ggas get groovy
Let's start a movie
I keep my toolie
Call Jigga, he knock off your kufi
It's just me and my choppa and we two deep
Hit you up in my Ksubis
My n*ggas don't speak, I'm in Lucy
I ain't talking no lights, camera, action
It's a movie scene when my gun get to clapping
All of my n*ggas they trappin'
Strapped in, all of my n*ggas they keep a pole
And stay ten toes on the road, won't fold
Hold on

[Outro]
You gotta see what I see
But I could never, ever be
Neighborhood crip, NHC
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