CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : He Say He Tough
Huh?
Huh?
Yeah
(Krimelife)
Brrat
Get to the bag, grocery, uh
I keep a stick close to me, uh
He say he tough, supposedly
If we gotta heat him up, then the toast with me
Okay, beads on my neck, they not rosaries, uh
I walk around with a pole on me, uh
Might f**k around, take a soul with me, uh
You say he tough, but he told on me, uh
Hold up, bro, wait, uh
Who that is looking like he wanna pop?
I don't know
F**k it, 'cause if he want static, we put him in shock
Got guns in the attic, leave him in the box (He dead)
Got work in the mattress, I sell it a lot
I'm not with the drama, I'm not Jamie Foxx
I d**k down an actress and now she a thot
I'm on the block with a Glock
My life a movie, the way that I plot (Okay)
I keep a stick like a blind man, uh
If you want beef, slide then
We see he slipped, we slide then
We gonna light up his chest like he Ironman
Uh, run down with the glizzy, then ask what the time is
N***as be rats and I swear that I'm Thomas
Yeah, hop in this whip, then you riding
Load up the clip, let it flock, throw the dime in
Not talkin' science if I'm finna slime it
I eat his plate and I'm not on a diet
N***as sneak dissin' and I'm gonna line it
N***as not ready for war, I'ma riot
I keep the work 'cause I know that they buy it
N***as be rapping, I know they be lying
Keep talkin' tough only work when you rhyming
Say he want beef, I think he want some ramen
I keep a mag, article, uh
We turn that boy to a particle, uh
Chopper gon' hit him and knock off a part of you
You the type when I start shooting, it startle you
Stay with a strap, velcro, uh
She wanna f**k, hell no
I got a gun, but you cannot tell though
I'm a real demon, I'll end up in hell though
Huh?
Yeah
(Krimelife)
Brrat
Get to the bag, grocery, uh
I keep a stick close to me, uh
He say he tough, supposedly
If we gotta heat him up, then the toast with me
Okay, beads on my neck, they not rosaries, uh
I walk around with a pole on me, uh
Might f**k around, take a soul with me, uh
You say he tough, but he told on me, uh
Hold up, bro, wait, uh
Who that is looking like he wanna pop?
I don't know
F**k it, 'cause if he want static, we put him in shock
Got guns in the attic, leave him in the box (He dead)
Got work in the mattress, I sell it a lot
I'm not with the drama, I'm not Jamie Foxx
I d**k down an actress and now she a thot
I'm on the block with a Glock
My life a movie, the way that I plot (Okay)
I keep a stick like a blind man, uh
If you want beef, slide then
We see he slipped, we slide then
We gonna light up his chest like he Ironman
Uh, run down with the glizzy, then ask what the time is
N***as be rats and I swear that I'm Thomas
Yeah, hop in this whip, then you riding
Load up the clip, let it flock, throw the dime in
Not talkin' science if I'm finna slime it
I eat his plate and I'm not on a diet
N***as sneak dissin' and I'm gonna line it
N***as not ready for war, I'ma riot
I keep the work 'cause I know that they buy it
N***as be rapping, I know they be lying
Keep talkin' tough only work when you rhyming
Say he want beef, I think he want some ramen
I keep a mag, article, uh
We turn that boy to a particle, uh
Chopper gon' hit him and knock off a part of you
You the type when I start shooting, it startle you
Stay with a strap, velcro, uh
She wanna f**k, hell no
I got a gun, but you cannot tell though
I'm a real demon, I'll end up in hell though
