F/ the teamsters
Yeah
Gangsta
What
That gangsta
Yeah
That gangsta
On the tips
E.i
[nelly]
I was forced to live the crazy life
Yall niggas dont understand what a day be like
But a son know my pops didnt raise me right
When hennedy dont pay me right
No baby wipes
Keep the 3-80 tight
The mercedes dyke
On a shady night
Yall niggas is lady like
Blow for niggas thatll watch your arm
Run in your crib pop your mom
Like bitch with stocks and bonds
In the studio a thug wanna lock your calm
Tell a nigga Im like flex I drop the bomb
You come to war with a switch blade
Get laid
Nigga imma spit the gauge at your rib cage
We thugged out
Yall niggas is bitch made
You pick jay they north white the shit grade
Yor cousin looks mad ready to let the clips spray
Out of a week I stay in a lab for 6 days
Hook (x2)
I run my right guard incase my shot aint handy
Speed stickin me and mine
I turn it up a degree
Your secrets still kept
Never let em see you sweat
[teamsters]
Im second to none nigga
Yo Im lettin my gun
Pull this trigger shit off the window
Through the head of your son
Ive been runnin like 20 miles
I aint sweatin for fun
Yo its hard to be a team when the second is one
Cause I follow very
Wanna wife like halle berry
Yeah I aint tryna be locked up under consolitary
Like it dont stop
Nigga I stop for food
How you gonna pop a nigga that pop for you
Hushed out in the drop top
Aqua blue
Get the bitch screamin "please, please, not my boo"
My revolver shook like I deal with smart crook
You know the name
Switch up the game like garth brooks
Like ten cars with tire, hoes and and winstars
I been hard through hell better sing god
Diminish, Im a bull dog, breathing british
You aint site cause your night show is all about your image
Hook (x2)
[teamsters]
What
Ive seen on the bricks of the little front
At colorses, check the ashtrey that hold the blunts
We hustling, I do the push ups and the sit ups nigga
Get muscular
Just incase you let your lips slip up
Im bustin ya
Never let em see you sweat
Yeah thats my motto
Catch em in the club get wrecked
With the bottle
The silencer behind his neck
The others follow
Show them you aint bullshittin
And you aint hollow
I saw you talkin to that chick
Up over there
I heard you ask her why she on my dick
Yeah, yeah
I heard it all before ya dig
Next thing yall tellin me none of yall put that on my fuckin kid
What you think this is
Im the reason they invented the whole navigational system
So niggas cant find they trucks and they women when Im with em
Like I catch em in linen
And then I flip em and run up in em
Send her back to him
And go to his house and blow him with her
Hook
Never let em see you sweat
Never let em see you sweat
Never let em
Never let em
To to play this hit out nigga
How nigga!
