Cutty Mack - Switch lyrics

[Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah.. n***a pick up yo', hands and pretend Just like if it's a, show - the lyrical cut throat He can and we will show, you BRRTTT, stick up yo' Man with his pis-tol, hand over his {HO!} Lo and behold, plenty soldiers is rollin The road that they own is the one where they go When they gets me the pinnacle of the n***a Hold-in the pencil, any flow, n***a pick one {HO!} I treat my rhyme like heat my mind Might be like keen-eye sight I treat y'all like "Three Blind Mice" You can't hit what you can't see, the M.I.C. {HO!} This is the sh** that you wish you could spit When you sit and you listen to the clique that is swift with the written The poetry depicted officially blowin you little n***as away Bout to switch up the flow, soon as you hear me say {HO!} [Hook: Royce] Make, that flow; switch, that flow Get, different when you hear me say {HO!} Make, It Count; step, yo' game up When you hear me say {HO!} Make, that flow; switch, that flow Get, different when you hear me say {HO!} .. get wild (whyllllle out!) Whyle out {HO!} [Cutty Mack] Long as I'm breathin I'm street b**h Cut Throat ain't changin but the flow might switch ... A whole Army with sh** That'll hit you in under five minutes, barkin b**h Starvin pitt, to the point of do or die Whether CRACK-in around or the MAC by my side {HO!} ... Money to burn, hustle to earn Bullets return, shots from the curb, dodgin a drought Makin It Count, slang in the South, bang out a house Coke by the ounce, weighin it out, that's what I'm 'bout n***a {HO!} ... The call done, hit me The law come, quickly; nerves in a, frenzy Flush the work, quickly; room drawers, empty Two heaters, with me; three flow; sickly {HO!} [Hook] [Rell] Let it touch your brain, what I brung was flame Plus my whole gang doin the same thang Take it and keep movin, homies is straight cruisin Quick with the waist movement, go get your eight losers How you take amusement, never fake I shoot it A.K. or Ruger, we heavy with them uzi's {HO!} Face the facts, y'all spittin basement raps I'm on wax with some dangerous cats with a guage attached The rifle the brace attached to the bat I pull it back and squeeze until it claps {HO!} Amazin vision, I gaze at the days I'm livin The fast life with a rave of women Today is givin, I wake without a stay in prison And I hang with gangsta n***as - muh'f**er! {HO!} [Hook] [June] Always on deck, what you expect Mic is a way of life, he leadin the set Now, June's up in this muh'f**er And I want all y'all to know (all y'all) You can go any time, so why waste time? As I get right to my flow, y'all don't hear me though {HO!} Why play yourself? (why?) Why risk your health? (why?) Why waste my time? (why?) Learn how to rhyme (uhh) Get you some game (uhh) get you a name Gotta not be lame, y'all sound the same, yeah {HO!} They back's against the wall now (now) I'm came with some bangers who came for the get-down My style, can't take what you can spread 'round I'm multiple figures in riches, so what now? (n***a) {HO!} [Hook]