G. Suave - How We Hit 'Em lyrics

Published

0 280 0

G. Suave - How We Hit 'Em lyrics

I keep my herb inside a phillie I only smoke the k**y I used to run a spot with this b**h named Billy But now I'm provider and everybody know it An M.C. and a writer so my people call me poet 'Cause a make a real snappy Keep my hair real nappy Before I go on further I would like to thank my pappy For givin'up the bust of nut in wich he made creation Wit SSL I'm gonna rip the funky nation 'Cause I'm ruff, ruff Wicked, wicked and wild I really hate it when a s**a n***a bites my stylely So I huff and I puff and I blow them away Smoke 'em like a jay now they don't know what to say 'Cause I'm only get bigger Only gettin' stronger Energizer last but the n***a "G" last longer Yeah I'm still going gettin' crazy pops Hoochies on the tip 'cause they want the cooper top So they flock to the jock kidlock that I'm strappin' Legz around my neck is the only thing I rappin' So honey cut your yappin' Stop those lips from flappin' s**a tries to play me Then my crew commence to slappin' HOW WE HIT 'EM So light another blunt 'cause you know I like to smoke Smoke about 20 every day no joke Fattys like a Louisville slugger Used to chill in the streets But I never was a mugger Though I used to rob and steal And all the good sh** Used to do the hookerz wit the good sh** Used to smoke the woo and all the good sh** But I had to quit 'cause that ain't good for my sh** So I'll stay frank but I'll never eat the furter Never did you girl even though you know I coulda Still drink a brew wit the crew never sniffin' You could light the spliff buy If my moms smell then she's riffin' HOW WE HIT 'EM Like Chavez did Camacho I eat 'em like a nacho Love to do a s**a n***a thinkin' that he's macho Down wit AAA means I'm all about abuse If my honey needs the juice Then the "G" will let it loose Never slip on the clit write a hit real quick Pa** me the spliff because I wanna get lit I get the boom from a hook up n***as gettin' shook up You can call me cooker 'cause I always seem to cook up So pa** me the mic my crew is gettin' fussy Seen me in the woods I was waitin' on a cussy But now those days are over So move it over Rover Here to let you know that SSL is takin' over There's no stoppin' me some try to copy me I haven't seen another band do it properly So wait a minute I'll take you to the hook Take to another look then I'm off like a crook HOW WE HIT 'EM