MJ (feat. Quezz Ruthless) (Explicit) - Big Scarr/Quezz Ruthless
Quake
Woah
Ayo
BandPlay
Frozone
Woah
Twenty-three shots like I'm Micheal Jordan
Choke slam the pack like I'm Randy Orton
Get to the bread
Give a f**k what you n***as doin'
Break on a b***h
Leave her feelings
The way that I walk on the beat can't nobody do it
Birkin my b***h
Change her attitude
Strapped up during a show
Better think 'fore you try to do it
Buss down the plain
That's an alley-oop
Switch up his gun
Now he gotta eat camel soup
No cap on the beat
This s**t factual
I put the gang on the map
Now we national
If you ain't from my side
Then I'm taxin' you
My b***h
She bad
Got a body like Betty Boop
Can't save her name
That's my lil' whoopty-whoop
She hate when I be telling lies 'cause she know the truth
Still'll pop out like I'm bulletproof
AMG Benz
Cartier hangin' out the roof
Nine on my side
Not a twenty-two
Step on a opp in some Prada designer shoes
H*es on my d**k
That's what money do
I'm with your b***h tryna see what that honey do
Sent out for a low
Pray he make it through
Phone ringing now
No
I can't wait a day or two
Wockhardt got me feelin' sensational
You say this your b***h
But to me she look takeable
She say that I look like a snack
Told her meet in the back
Ate the d**k like a edible
After this I can't chill or relax
Gotta get to the bag
Let me check out my schedule
Too much ice on my neck change the weather up
So Icy Gang
Nobody big as us
Gang
Woah
Twenty-three shots like I'm Micheal Jordan
Choke slam the pack like I'm Randy Orton
Get to the bread
Give a f**k what you n***as doin'
Break on a b***h
Leave her feelings
The way that I walk on the beat can't nobody do it
Birkin my b***h
Change her attitude
Strapped up during a show
Better think 'fore you try to do it
Buss down the plain
That's an alley-oop
Switch up his gun
Now he gotta eat camel soup
No cap on the beat
This s**t factual
I put the gang on the map
Now we national
If you ain't from my side
Then I'm taxin' you
My b***h
She bad
Got a body like Betty Boop
Can't save her name
That's my lil' whoopty-whoop
She hate when I be telling lies 'cause she know the truth
Uh
Fresh to death when I walk in the folks room
I'm high off the meds
B***h
Don't think it ain't on me
In the club with this Glock in my undies
You make the wrong move
You get sent with your homie
When we in the club
They can tell we them n***as and gettin' us a whole lotta money
I counted this paper
This s**t'll keep comin'
You know that I'm thumbin' and thumbin'
Steady poppin' my s**t on these n***as
I know that they hated
I'm just being honest
Had to get off my a*s and go get me a bag
B***h
I ran up a check with no honors
They better free Trill out the feds
If they don't let him out
Then we gon' kill your honor
Pull up on the scene and we blackout the whip
Presidential like we was Obama
Gang
Woah
Twenty-three shots like I'm Micheal Jordan
Choke slam the pack like I'm Randy Orton
Get to the bread
Give a f**k what you n***as doin'
Break on a b***h
Leave her feelings
The way that I walk on the beat can't nobody do it
Birkin my b***h
Change her attitude
Strapped up during a show
Better think 'fore you try to do it
Buss down the plain
That's an alley-oop
Switch up his gun
Now he gotta eat camel soup
No cap on the beat
This s**t factual
I put the gang on the map
Now we national
If you ain't from my side
Then I'm taxin' you
My b***h
She bad
Got a body like Betty Boop
Can't save her name
That's my lil' whoopty-whoop
She hate when I be telling lies 'cause she know the truth
