CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Familly
(Weekly's we back
Illest family in the mothaf**king rap game hands down)
Fam Biz in this mothaf**ka (uh)
Fam Biz in this mothaf**ka (yeah)
Y'all know what it is in this mothaf**ka
Life im not livin my best one yet
Ice box live in my effin chest
I'm cold hearted like Pac Bishop the resurrection
I'm not RZA inspect the deck n***a but protect your neck
Or 5 shots send you to heavens steps SHEESH
My god n***a catch a breath
I'm a mutant Cyclops mixed with Professor X
We both X-men but you transitioning to live as the fairer sex
F**k n***a
It's like our hands are tethered y'all scared of us n***a
It's not a diss
Crooked dropped weekly songs way before the rapper Russ n***a
Debo tell em whats up n***a
We in the belly of the beast yeah the beast pregnant
I'm coming out the cut like a C-section
In the land full of Crips that's the C section
In the city by the sea that's the ..
YOU GET IT
Livin life in the trenches to hit a lick is vital
N***a this survival of the fittest better get a rifle
Imma start pushing white like the Christian Bible
And your religion that's stricken with Vitiligo like my n***a Michael
We the New Slaughterhouse
With no Drama we kick Benedict Arnolds out
Kick Em out the car and yell this is Sparta while the car in route
Now we literally had a falling out
Yo you might see me as a quiet n***a
But Dice is also a shooter they call me Kawhi Leonard
A silent killer I snipe n***as
My choppa hit any pu**y it ain't got no type n***a
Just wait till our album drop
The sh*t's harder than marble countertops we finna
Flood the streets and drown the block
You can't count us out we don't know how to stop n***a
You mothaf**kas ain't driven like us
You trippin if you think the hate is getting to us
I can look in the mirror while I'm d**king a sl*t and still couldn't see Myself giving a f**k
I don't ever trip on what a w**** says
A chick knows I don't take lip unless it's for head
UH you wanna get buck?
You wanna get bucked?
I wanna get bucks (Yuh)
Not gonna give up
Couple stars in the group you can call us big dipper
Some of you are near sighted you don't see the big picture
Time to chew you n***as call it crunch time
You front in your lines call it front line
A chick told me you and I are one I inserted the D now you and
I are done
Imma be the first to win a human race on this earth mane
I'm supposed to be in first place in the first place
I pull up on your block and I bleed it
Blueface (let the hammer blast)
Put a bag on you anywhere you breathing
(Anywhere... suitcase.. that's a travel bag)
Baby girl like to swallow should have seen it
(What toothpaste.. what you smiling at)
Her a** like a peach that's a new meaning (for what?) Fruitcake (That's an apple a**)
N***as ain't intelligent smart is the new swag every lyric made of Medicine I'm in a new bag
I'm balling like David Letterman in my favorite Letterman
I'm wavy as a Navy veteran rocking a Durag I hop in a blue Jag
My pistol is itching to shoot a dude into a different dimension like toodaloo
Like solving a Rubiks cube using telekinesis I ain't gotta touch a Square to twist him in different positions
Now who are you?
Cause me I'm loco and unstable
Still get calls from Execs who run labels
I know the squad is soon to be popping
Cause opportunity knocking like Sugar free on the lunch tables
(Uh uh uh uh)
Like Sugar free on the lunch tables (ah)
(Uh uh uh uh)
Like Sugar free on the lunch tables
Illest family in the mothaf**king rap game hands down)
Fam Biz in this mothaf**ka (uh)
Fam Biz in this mothaf**ka (yeah)
Y'all know what it is in this mothaf**ka
Life im not livin my best one yet
Ice box live in my effin chest
I'm cold hearted like Pac Bishop the resurrection
I'm not RZA inspect the deck n***a but protect your neck
Or 5 shots send you to heavens steps SHEESH
My god n***a catch a breath
I'm a mutant Cyclops mixed with Professor X
We both X-men but you transitioning to live as the fairer sex
F**k n***a
It's like our hands are tethered y'all scared of us n***a
It's not a diss
Crooked dropped weekly songs way before the rapper Russ n***a
Debo tell em whats up n***a
We in the belly of the beast yeah the beast pregnant
I'm coming out the cut like a C-section
In the land full of Crips that's the C section
In the city by the sea that's the ..
YOU GET IT
Livin life in the trenches to hit a lick is vital
N***a this survival of the fittest better get a rifle
Imma start pushing white like the Christian Bible
And your religion that's stricken with Vitiligo like my n***a Michael
We the New Slaughterhouse
With no Drama we kick Benedict Arnolds out
Kick Em out the car and yell this is Sparta while the car in route
Now we literally had a falling out
Yo you might see me as a quiet n***a
But Dice is also a shooter they call me Kawhi Leonard
A silent killer I snipe n***as
My choppa hit any pu**y it ain't got no type n***a
Just wait till our album drop
The sh*t's harder than marble countertops we finna
Flood the streets and drown the block
You can't count us out we don't know how to stop n***a
You mothaf**kas ain't driven like us
You trippin if you think the hate is getting to us
I can look in the mirror while I'm d**king a sl*t and still couldn't see Myself giving a f**k
I don't ever trip on what a w**** says
A chick knows I don't take lip unless it's for head
UH you wanna get buck?
You wanna get bucked?
I wanna get bucks (Yuh)
Not gonna give up
Couple stars in the group you can call us big dipper
Some of you are near sighted you don't see the big picture
Time to chew you n***as call it crunch time
You front in your lines call it front line
A chick told me you and I are one I inserted the D now you and
I are done
Imma be the first to win a human race on this earth mane
I'm supposed to be in first place in the first place
I pull up on your block and I bleed it
Blueface (let the hammer blast)
Put a bag on you anywhere you breathing
(Anywhere... suitcase.. that's a travel bag)
Baby girl like to swallow should have seen it
(What toothpaste.. what you smiling at)
Her a** like a peach that's a new meaning (for what?) Fruitcake (That's an apple a**)
N***as ain't intelligent smart is the new swag every lyric made of Medicine I'm in a new bag
I'm balling like David Letterman in my favorite Letterman
I'm wavy as a Navy veteran rocking a Durag I hop in a blue Jag
My pistol is itching to shoot a dude into a different dimension like toodaloo
Like solving a Rubiks cube using telekinesis I ain't gotta touch a Square to twist him in different positions
Now who are you?
Cause me I'm loco and unstable
Still get calls from Execs who run labels
I know the squad is soon to be popping
Cause opportunity knocking like Sugar free on the lunch tables
(Uh uh uh uh)
Like Sugar free on the lunch tables (ah)
(Uh uh uh uh)
Like Sugar free on the lunch tables
