High Grade lyrics

by

Conejo


[Intro]
Let's Smoke

[Verse 1]
I Smuggle In My Raps
In Every Side Of My Corners
They Waitin' For My Orders
To Bust Them Burners
I Warn You
My sh*t Is Potent Dog
Big 9 In My Pocket
Thousand Pounds Is Gone
I'm Big G - R
Vatos Know The Rest
Ese A Double B
Scud Missile Your Chest
War Hopper
Shook All Them Copers
Test Me & I'll Rock You
I'm A G Flow Dropper
Conejo
The Angel Of Death
Te Pego Un Levanton
Take Your Ass To The Zone
Naked City
Late Night In The City
You're f*cking Dead Wrong
Thinking We Got A Treaty
You Wanna See Me?
Then Put On Your Goggles
I Shine So Hard
I Blind All Of My Rivals
Homicidal
To The f*cking End
I'm Talking Armageddon
Because We Are Condemned
[Dialog]
Listen I'm High Grade Type Of M.C
Yeah One Of The Greatest
That Ever Done It
Fool I'm A Champion
You Know What I'm Sayin?
Even Though Sometimes
Gots To Tone It Down
Cuz I Might Lose You Mutherf*ckers
But Never The Less
I'm Here To Defend Whats Ours
It's Like - It's Like
It's Like This..

[Verse 2]
I'm A Product
Like Meth & Caine
That Pure China White
That Mary Jane
So If Haters Wanna Jack
Don't Forget I'm The Mack
I Splurge With My Strap
And Put Some Holes In Your Back
Ol' Girl
In The Parking Lot
Wanna Suck On My di*k
Cause The Mixtape Hot
It's For The Block
Every Single Verse
I'm In A Soundproof Room
Un-Dispersing A Curse
Streets Heard
That I Put In Some Work
Muthaf*ckas Think It's Bad
Then It's About To Get Worse
I'm From A Hood
That's Much Like Yours
Enemigas Wanna Ride
And Kick Down Doors
That’s What The K For
And The Israeli Semi
Ese Hemi's Catch Up
And Sprayed The f*ck Up The Chevy
Now We Buried
In The Cemetery
50K For The Hit
On My Adversary
[Dialog]
Hold Up I Said
I'm High Grade Type Of M.C. Homeboy
You Know What I'm Sayin?
My sh*t Is After Me
C-O-N
A Prize Winning Muthaf*cking Pitbull
A Title Holder
I Got Nothing To Prove
Thats Why I'm So Serene On This One

[Verse 3]
I Fly
From L.A. To Miami
White Girls Everywhere
Shady Deal In The Alley
With The Price
Worth A Ticket
Depending On Your State
Man That's The Digit
You Say You Whit It?
Break It Down & Whip It
Fool Them California Boys
Pull Them M-16s
Dead Wishes
Then We Mash Out
Ese Muthaf*ckas Know
What Ce-O-Ene About
Getting Money
My Boy Caught Them Thangs
Homie Straight From Colombo
To His Chi-Town Ring
I'm A Rap Kingpin
With Them Eagle Wings
Touch Down Wrong Way
And Unload Them Bricks
All In The Mix
Out To Get What’s Mine
Like A Muthaf*cking Primo
Weed & Coke Combined
Bottom Line
I Own The Store
Multiply 3 Times
Genocide Or War
[Outro]
High Grade Yeah..
Check This Out
Un-Exceeding, Unexcelled & Unsurpassed
That's Me
Basically I'm Dominating This Right Now
Even Though I Got Muthaf*ckas
Tryin' To Slow Down My Operations
Don't Matter We Active
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