Prophecy lyrics

[Chorus: Cico P]
I wake up, shake these haters off of me
You here to suck this di*k only, b*tch, you better not talk to me
I'm already knowing I'm a dog, but ain't no n*gga walking me
A legendary story out the north, a Gangsta Baby prophecy
What I preach commodity
Them n*ggas goofies, comedy
One deep ENT, I don't need no n*gga to rock with me
Wanna take my style, they copy me
Wanna move like P, they jocking me
I thought I told these n*ggas it ain't no topping me

[Verse 1: Cico P]
Woah, ho, these pussies bogus
Finna make these n*ggas disappear like hocus pocus
[?][0:38] with еxtension on my hip, that b*tch poking
Why the f*ck thesе n*ggas always on my tip? They ain't got no motion
Chopper like a ceiling fan, they gon' get cooled down
It's a DOA, woo-woo, you on the news now
I feel like a mechanic, keep a tool when I move 'round
.223 gon' split that boy in two when we walk down
Real live, real n*gga Texas to Duval
Spank a n*gga by my lonely, lil' n*gga, f*ck all of y'all
Smack on sight, I'ma chop 'em right there
Run a n*gga up, put an opp in the air
Fold them up like rolling chairs
pus*y better get the concept
[Chorus: Cico P]
I wake up, shake these haters off of me
You here to suck this di*k only, b*tch, you better not talk to me
I'm already knowing I'm a dog, but ain't no n*gga walking me
A legendary story out the north, a Gangsta Baby prophecy
What I preach commodity
Them n*ggas goofies, comedy
One deep ENT, I don't need no n*gga to rock with me
Wanna take my style, they copy me
Wanna move like P, they jocking me
I thought I told these n*ggas it ain't no topping me

[Verse 2: Spinabenz]
b*tch, I walk like a, talk like a motherf*cking gangster
Spins love the playground, b*tch, he's a swinger
Spins like a playground, watch how he swing sets
Grah, n*gga, boom, he up top like he a plane jet
Walk down, walk down, boosting up the murder rate
I don't need no chopper, this a motherf*cking .38
Walk like a, talk like a motherf*cking killer
They say Spins, he an ape, he a grr, a gorilla
He a dog, send 'em to the vet
Brand new Benz AMG, I ain't had time to tint the windows yet
I pull up, skrrt, vroom, blatt
Hold up, Spina, don't get into that
Boxing match, I pull up, hit him with these fullies, he can't counteract
Knock him down, where the bounty at?
[Chorus: Cico P]
I wake up, shake these haters off of me
You here to suck this di*k only, b*tch, you better not talk to me
I'm already knowing I'm a dog, but ain't no n*gga walking me
A legendary story out the north, a Gangsta Baby prophecy
What I preach commodity
Them n*ggas goofies, comedy
One deep ENT, I don't need no n*gga to rock with me
Wanna take my style, they copy me
Wanna move like P, they jocking me
I thought I told these n*ggas it ain't no topping me