lirik lagu g. pryor - f*** wrong wit 'em
[intro]
yeah (ok, ok) yeah
okay (d.c.) let’s get this thing started
(y’all know what it is) y2g
(g. pryor) pryor
look, look
[verse 1]
g dot p~r i’m back no cpr
this time dvd era last time was vcr
i hit like tifa when i’m in the booth
on mics you get sniped like i’m john wilkes booth
i stay cooler than a coupe with no roof
a master at hiding everything that i go through
meaning i’m a ticking time bomb so leave me alone n~gga
wanna sign me but you put up the wrong figures
f~ck wrong wit ‘em
i’m the song writer and i made the instrumental
you gon’ make me put some bare knuckles to your dental
or this shiny blue steel to your f~cking mеntal, send your thoughts out right
g. pryor’s the name d.c. is thе city
fuzzy dread head sticking to my roots like kizzy
got your girl in a tizzy, and the world in a frenzy
cocaine flow even though you can’t bump wit me ~sheesh~
[hook 2x]
this is what you say to f~ck n~gga
f~ck wrong wit ‘em
let ‘em know we don’t give a f~ck n~gga
f~ck wrong wit ‘em
this is what you say to dumb hoe
f~ck wrong with her
let her know this ain’t what you want hoe
f~ck wrong with her
[verse 2]
back up, back up n~gga give me 50 feet
not a drunken master but i’m rolling 50 n~ggas deep
and the mission incomplete if i don’t leave wit a chick
whose sole mission is to wrap her lips on my
y2g is the rebirth of an era
every line so crack yeah i’m pushing the terror
so fresh, so clean when i’m over these beats
drops of visine couldn’t help you see me
‘cause your vision to blurry
this a marathon n~gga why you in a hurry, slow the f~ck down
to my ladies, this song is for you too
ask her who she talking to, if she talking to you
then let her know what you really bout, oops upside her head
let her know if she breathe wrong you got the sudafed
she better recognize she don’t want none
and find something safe to do, she got the wrong one
[hook 2x]
[verse 3]
small thing to a giant, better stay compliant
like i wrote on paper planes boy the lead’ll start flying
and ain’t no denying i am the one
and nah n~ggas can’t f~ck with me like a nun
boy we’ll have you on the run like the p~o~lice
stop comparing dude to me, ‘cause he don’t write
i write, produce and engineer
y2g, the album of the year
move without fear and trying not to sin
dropping no tears, i’m crying through the pen
they wanna see a n~gga locked down in the pen
black women how it feel to see a bullet bag win, ha
[hook 4x]
end
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