Letras
Oh this bring back memories y'all
Here's what I want you to do
I want y'all to just bar out
For all the Shoe G.A.N.G. fans who love lyricism
Rap connoisseurs, I present
Slaughterhouse Records
What if Pac, Em and Rakim had the same mama?
What if Jay and Wayne had the same father?
That's why the Carters got the same last name
What if Big had the same daddy as Kane?
That's what you get when you see me and my brothers nigga
The top five rappers got the same mother nigga
You add my sixth brother and we your pallbearers
We fly as LAX call us lacrosse players
What kind of freak am I?
People hollering bye Felicia, I hope Felicia bi
We can try angles and I can eat it like a piece of pie
Or a slice of pizza she's a meat lover that's TMI
Speaking of pizza your people will beef over cheese
Now your circle's divided by pi, the reason why
This rap game is the blind leading the blind
But when I rhyme ain't no seeing I dawg, nah don't even try
I twist your cap open like a jar, you didn't hear me
I twist your cap open like ajar
This C.O.B. I bang a set like a tsar
Come hard as my obelisk in birth Heru that's a par
If you don't know that that shit hard
I'm taking your black card, you can live off your Mastercard
You can raise the bar but I'll pass the bar
Like I practice law, this shit is raw backwards y'all yo
I'm from the streets though, shoot the Tec like a free throw
Where they argue who the best MC from the beach though
Crooked, Snoop, Tray Deee or Deebo?
My bitch is heroin high, fly as a superhero
Shoe G.A.N.G. we back at it homie
Mamba mentality, I got passion that exactly matches Kobe's
Your girl asking for me, I'mma have her blow me, saxophone me
You said you the realest nigga she ever fucked with
Until your girl interrupted like Angie Jolie
She said you capping homie, baseball hat emoji
You did the holy matrimony, I just fuck