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Correct A Lil Sumething (feat. Artifacts & Raquel) Lyrics
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Featuring Artifacts Raquel Verse One: El the Sensai Take steps on the mission with the H2o addition Artifacts nigga listen on the track we never slippin Bust a busta plus him leavin niggaz in my dust Pack a marker in my tu to hit the path or the bus Straight from New Jeru it's the nigga mc El Kick it swell so tell the boys so they be jeal Hit your ass across the chamber cuz you got a glass jaw Baby Pah, I get raw, the best you ever saw Crews get dissed, with my lyrical fitness I bruise with my News, so be the Eyewitness I kicked it, to rip this, to be the mag-nificent Prolific get specific, the groove is mad isn't it Mc El I'm out to the left motherfucker I got the groovin sound if you wanna get down Chorus: I put you down if you wanna get down (4X) Verse Two: dl Get down on it Yo, it's the nigga with some ruffness Ahh, and then I bust you with some tough... Shit that I kick, when it spills from the grill Strapped with Artifacts on the track and Raquel From the Y-O, and you know we gets high-Yo So are-i-i-i-i-iiiight Don't try to press it kid, you know dl Is not having it, word to life you get stitched Too bitch to get down, represent and bring in a gun Pops the trunk if it's beef that make up Everything is real, I feel what's real Now a nigga's packin steel and I won't guard my grill So watch what you say when you come around my way And if you're scared say you're scared "But don't be afraid" Quiet as kept, Strong Isle I vic em and I stick em A bitch ass nigga til he bleeds to death And let the fans donate what's left Of the body, I gotta thank George and Koty Who rests in the fly where it's live and happening And niggaz definitely be strapping Verse Three: Raquel Still slow, while currents be driftin on a memory Just to get down from uptown, I'm with whatever goes down So add it up and count me in I'm in for the wins fuck a trend light it up and put one in Spark it up like a rocket, action packed like a Sock-It Fuck a card I'm pullin motherfuckin pockets So stand back, be on guard, it's survival Of the fittest and I plan to pull charge I keep a tight grip on the trigger, chickenhead try to figure I won't pull the trigger, cuz I'm not a nigga Aiyyo, it's Raquel from the Y-O You know we gets high yo If I said I didn't I don't lie yo Voice arrest me like me niggaz Black and Vespy Ain't got no change so don't motherfuckin ask me Word to life I get biz like a one-step mic check Raquel kicks the grip on the black tip Chorus 2X Verse Four: Tame One The New Jerusalem hoodlum droppin tunes on niggaz soon The nappy ass Newark nigga smokin bigger badder boom Flex Mad like Cobra, I'm the right one like soda With red eyes, I'm teachin Jedis, like I was Yoda I'm too daisy crazy with my penis as a bonus Keep my fro combless sag my pants like I'm homeless The city of Bricks, from where I get, fuck the rumors Do damage like a tumor, walk through asses in my Pumas Dyslexic, I wreck shit, words flip when I read em like Check mic two One Tame redrums all cm's The Pack Pistol Posse gonna watch me play Chachi I'm flippin on some ill shit, H2o spot me Raquel, mc El, Tame Taste and dl If we do well, no more shorts on the weed sales I pop the top off, put dumb bitches on knock off The Notty top pops a darker marker gettin props off Verse Five: Taste Yo click click bang bang, bustin niggaz thang thang Do the locomation as if you was on the A-Train Too hard to handle with a grip on the handle Pump squeeze quick to burn a nigga like a candle Dad, so one two, mic check I ring bells in eardrums from suburbs to projects Word, you better ask somebody nigga Bringin it on with Raquel from the wigga, Y-O Tame, El the Sensai go way back Like Mockneck and Sergio Vallente Can't forget Kurious, with the serious Uptown Mob, to get the job done Turn a forty flat to the head, Artifacts in The corner, gettin massive red, off the fat sacks Straight from the burrows Play ya like Annie, until tomorrow Chorus 2X
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