Lirik Lagu Thun & Kicko - Cormega F/ Prodigy
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ProdigyYous a notebook crook with loose leaf beefA backseat criminal who pass the heatTo somebody that blast the heatMan it sound bad on the pad what happened in the streetA villain on the vinyl an analog outlawA lot of gats on your DAT taped southpawYou thuggin when the mics plugged inBarkin through the speakers like you got no senseYou're wild on the 2 inchGot your platinum plaques to prove itYour music's been around the world movinAnd it come right back around to the ground on itNow its time to face your opponentInfamous cling to this real shitStuck where we started atFuck thatNot because I have to we want toI love this shitThe raw is what I live forTo hear the sound of the crowd roar for moreTo see the niggas that can't pay rush the doorWildin on the dance floor when they song come onSwinging they fistsReady for war but its a different type of effectIts not violenceThey're just tranced by the advanceTranqued by the sound bankPut under the drumNumbed off of our shitNow who you rocking with them or usDeep love or cheap lustQB or bustInfamous til we pass onYou're laughing at the wrong kid I take actionThe fam are confidants, niggaI write bombs that'll shatter your ambitions of being top dogAs we move through the stage floor I need to bass moreSo I can taste it and make y'all go AWOL and lose itSay no moreBrace your delf nigga its on
CormegaWho tale you tellinAre you frail or felonWere you makin sounds or watchin niggas sellinYou exploit niggas lives in your rhymes and then avoid emYou never felt the moisture in the air from coke boilingYou never felt the razor scrapin your plate your hands achinYet you keep choppin cause there's paper to makeYou never felt the power of invincibilityClutchin a gun like fuck it dunIts him or meAt your best you wasn't hand to handNo more than 3 gramsWhat the fuck you know about a ki manYou never hustleLets get it right my nigga wild woulda stuck youStop dry snitchin in your rhymes listenWhat you tryin to do help the guys in blueIndict duns so that could be another rhyme for youYou a parasite you never had a lifeSo you throw other niggas lives in your pad at nightIts clever when you write itSpoken well for a dude who never been indictedYou know the deal motherfuckerThe real make the fake niggas kneelAnd lose appetites when you taste nigga's steelMy rhymes are what it take to get a dealThat make it realI'm like BIG you can't replace the skillI laced your ill like cocaine in scarface's grillYour motherfuckin flow is basic killIm Cor Mega raw foreverYall niggas know my steez Im reppin for QueensYour minor league I'm big time like Mark McGwire's deedYour whole team is pussyWhen I squeeze vaginas bleedMy lyrics they officialI bag up coke on dishes made of crystalYour niggas they will miss youMy nickel plated pistol got 16 shotsYou can take em with youTo the coffin or DAs officeSurgery nurses screamin we lost himLife suddenly divorced and fuck it it cost himYou want beef say no moreBrace your delf nigga its onWe spray 4 4 s bitch
CormegaWho tale you tellinAre you frail or felonWere you makin sounds or watchin niggas sellinYou exploit niggas lives in your rhymes and then avoid emYou never felt the moisture in the air from coke boilingYou never felt the razor scrapin your plate your hands achinYet you keep choppin cause there's paper to makeYou never felt the power of invincibilityClutchin a gun like fuck it dunIts him or meAt your best you wasn't hand to handNo more than 3 gramsWhat the fuck you know about a ki manYou never hustleLets get it right my nigga wild woulda stuck youStop dry snitchin in your rhymes listenWhat you tryin to do help the guys in blueIndict duns so that could be another rhyme for youYou a parasite you never had a lifeSo you throw other niggas lives in your pad at nightIts clever when you write itSpoken well for a dude who never been indictedYou know the deal motherfuckerThe real make the fake niggas kneelAnd lose appetites when you taste nigga's steelMy rhymes are what it take to get a dealThat make it realI'm like BIG you can't replace the skillI laced your ill like cocaine in scarface's grillYour motherfuckin flow is basic killIm Cor Mega raw foreverYall niggas know my steez Im reppin for QueensYour minor league I'm big time like Mark McGwire's deedYour whole team is pussyWhen I squeeze vaginas bleedMy lyrics they officialI bag up coke on dishes made of crystalYour niggas they will miss youMy nickel plated pistol got 16 shotsYou can take em with youTo the coffin or DAs officeSurgery nurses screamin we lost himLife suddenly divorced and fuck it it cost himYou want beef say no moreBrace your delf nigga its onWe spray 4 4 s bitch
