Defense

[Intro] Watch it its him to Watch him as he came up Uh-uh GLC Uh yeah Yeah yeah [Verse 1] Now I don' took your wrist down [?] With no assist man Had no [?] No Q-Richardson Had no [?] Left with one choice Only get rich man We could walk through it Or sink in this quicksand We could get this paper like the [?] Hit man hard Bobby [?] Scheming, dreaming Everything semen steel so unreal I [?] Two 22's like Shaquille O'Neal shoes Rappers felt the [?] like you so for real dude So for real dude finna blow real soon Ho's stay in my trees like little raccoons Take em in that [?] I get up under their skin like new tattoos At it again like dude got moves oh [Verse 2] Yeah uh look While it was [?] Make a few thugs pray His homies shoes was black, and his was gray I numb niggas brains like they use cocaine You can feel him [?] that's ok kid [?] built up all up in my veins [?] I don't think I'm [?] [?] Man I hit your block like the 25th reindeer [?] It was 3rd & 10 and the defense was blitzin' but I wasn't worrying [?] Straight through my kitchen [?] all my fuckin' bitches And my bitch started bitchin' I was like Stevie Wonder Feeling very superstitious Like, you don't [?] [?] listening [?] whispering Had to send them right where them Christians went [Verse 3] Player trust me that the flow is real I [?] grow a cell How you get a pelle pell with no dough for your bail When you get out you got [?] for clientele You still had them chips [?] Then they got crumbling Bitches uh get to mumbling Nigga's uh getting mad Streets get to rumbling Like we in the jungle and- Used to flip them pounds Like my work was tumbling [?] I just excite everybody around Said this was tight green not brown I used to pitch my work like we leaned on that know We be gettin' it on We be layin' it down You always was down for ho's Loving the sound of flow [Outro] Oh my god Nigg-UH [?]