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

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