Frzy - All Hail lyrics

[Hook 1: Frzy] All hail when I roll up Put ya hands in the air like a hold up Bow down motherf**er when you see me I'm the king of the Pitt All hail when I roll up Put ya hands in the air like a hold up Bow down motherf**er when you see me I'm the king of the Pitt [Verse 1: Frzy] You should never wanna mention me Don't mention me Sleep me Well the beat be pinchin' me That's sense to me That n***as ain't sent for me You got bands This man got symphonies Name another motherf**er that can get wit me That's meant for me My camp got tents for me Mogul moves make you lose like victory n***as say I got juice well picture me My b**h and me Got these n***as ready to die like it's '93 I make the P see My rhymes be somthin' like binary I kinda be A dope MC Got strippers on the poles Make 'em vote for me When I put my neck out they got a rope for me 'Cause I confess I'm the best No rosaries All hail 'Til it's all hell 'Cause I'm in the house like Caldwell Now they wanna hear me say farewell Cause these n***as want my spot No barbell No sell I don't buy that In the SL with the top back See I get ghost when I do that So you can check my rolls I get call backs Cocaine with this flow 'Cause I get c**aine with this doe So I'm like c**aine when I blow So get a whiff of this While I'm spittin' this Wait 'til these n***a get a glimpse of this For you n***as saying you don't f** with this Y'all n***as is p**y with syphilis [Hook 2: Frzy] All hail when I roll up Put ya hands in the air like a hold up Bow down motherf**er when you see me I'm the king of the Pitt All hail when I roll up Put ya hands in the air like a hold up Bow down motherf**er when you see me I'm the king of the Pitt [Verse 2: Frzy] Hold up wait To you weak n***as that can't wait If a single n***a with no date Wanna have words my n***a I'll translate n***as acting fishy my n***a So here's bait Bars for you n***as that's never been upstate If I ever fell from this hate I'd land on these n***as Call it real estate I got a ill estate It's a sick place I been running my city Let me switch pace I then lead n***as I could erase They say I lost my mind But I misplaced it If y'all broke I'll replace it You hug the block I embrace it You ain't make it But you then had so many shots You wasted All hail 'Til it's all hell If you wanna lie Farewell I'd be the first to call out Alexander Graham Bell No sell I don't buy that Not from my city with a P hat Think that a n***a don't see that I wouldn't give you a pa** with a drop back Bow down when I show Cause I'll make you bow down when I flow Or you'll be popping tags from your toe n***a I know this So know this I'm a put you n***as on notice Now you can see I'm the coldest The cloth you cut from I sewed it [Hook 3: Frzy] All hail when I roll up Put ya hands in the air like a hold up Bow down motherf**er when you see me I'm the king of the Pitt All hail when I roll up Put ya hands in the air like a hold up Bow down motherf**er when you see me I'm the king of the Pitt