Chucks On A Wire lyrics

by

KYLE


[Verse 1: K.i.D]
Alright, I'm super, duper, duper, laced up
Used to hate us, now we got some vans, everybody switched their face up
Me and Mr. Man, these n*ggas is like damn
Flows dope, eyes low like a n*gga from Japan
All I hear is "I want you" like I'm talking to Uncle Sam
Energizer bunny this ain't ever gonna stop
Cause even whens it's hot, yeah even when it's hot
I keep it cool, like I'm naked sitting infront of a fan

[Verse 2: Mr. Man]
n*gga I keep this sh*t hotter then Movaje, trying to copy what we do
Mr. Man and K.i.D is here, we came to break the rules
Take them lames to school, re-make them
You came with your girlfriends and my n*ggas here to take 'em
Finally in the building, n*gga f*ck a reservation
On the roof with it, welcome to the celebration
(Celebrating like I just hit the lotto. Eat these beef like I don't need to swallow, you follow?)

[Verse 3: K.i.D]
Alright, well shout out to that n*gga that just turned 18
Wearing leather Chuck T's with some f*cked up teeth
Cause the sh*t I spit is just to motherf*cking much to handle
Gun that don't jam and never run out of ammo

[Vers 4: Mr. Man]
Now suck on that you b*tch ass trick, motion pic, on some Menace 2 Society sh*t
They asking for some real n*ggas, we providing and sh*t
Eyes low but I feel like I can get higher then this
(Sooo ummm... I'm taking off like a plane do)
They say the higher you make it, the more that this game with change you
(But I ain't changing for sh*t) sh*t got that right
Cause you can go home by the mic and make no hits
And ya'll n*ggas dehydrated cause ya'll can't spit
Real talk you n*ggas neep to stop
Being that weak n*ggas is crying I think im callin the cops
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