Crooked I - G.A.N.G Up (Grind And Never Give Up) lyrics

[Chorus:] I heard you walk to the kindle up, b**h you crazy Ride 'til I make a note, b**h don't lay this The motherf**ing really want me to stop it You better make me, make me, make me All black pimps driving black Mercedes Ride around town with my sh** all creaky Last thing you wanna do is sustain pop You gotta make me, make me, don't make me [Verse:] Why still rap my n***a 'cause I'm the truth The way I spit I had to make the poof I approve Why still rap my n***a 'cause I'm the truth The way I spit I had to make the poof I approve Why still rap my n***a 'cause I'm the truth The way I spit I had to make the poof I approve Riding on the train when I couldn't buy a coupe I was inspired by Cube, just like I admire Snoop Digging in the crates I'm just tryin' to find a loop Then I rhyme over your head like I'm trying to design a roof You only get one shot, I'm the type to shoot No disrespect to LeBron but Kobe gon' find the hoop I'm a do it, my homie say wa**up, n***a listen I ain't dissing but this is constructive criticism You been rapping all your life my n***a I think it's time to drop the mic my n***a I ain't wanna knock advice So everytime I spit I hit acapella on stage I drop the mic my n***a See I'm out on boxing life And I won't throw in the towel And stop the fight, not tonight, n***a [Chorus:] I heard you walk to the kindle up, b**h you crazy Ride 'til I make a note, b**h don't lay this The motherf**ing really want me to stop it You better make me, make me, make me All black pimps driving black Mercedes Ride around town with my sh** all creaky Last thing you wanna do is sustain pop You gotta make me, make me, don't make me [Verse:] Ain't no quitter any bullsh**ter, Any forfeiter in me if I'm chasing more benjies Please don't continue, it's the poor n***a in me Waging a war against pennies If I get it from singing, may the Lord forgive me So much game in the hood I'm observing plenty from OG's As I reach in I pour some in here In a cup, It's Pac and Eminem It's against all odds And I don't give a f** man, I don't give a f** Yeah that's what's up I slap hands with Hove I gave dept to Pov I got game from Russel I think that's enough motivation And never let succes pa** me up Master P told me, keep both feet in the game Inspiration came from too many people to name Now that I'm up yeah I got to keep it the same I gave new rappers a brand new meaning for game [Chorus:] I heard you walk to the kindle up, b**h you crazy Ride 'til I make a note, b**h don't lay this The motherf**ing really want me to stop it You better make me, make me, make me All black pimps driving black Mercedes Ride around town with my sh** all creaky Last thing you wanna do is sustain pop You gotta make me, make me, don't make me