Chuck Inglish - Came Thru/Easily lyrics

[Verse 1:] Came thru Doing them things that who gone insane do I'm getting turnt like a page, fool White girl on my table Tittie eat, it's the label Stallions in my stable f** what them hoes say Conseco, we balling But this ain't no ball game and I ain't got no bat And all ya'll n***as smile changed, it ain't getting no change back Saber tooth, coldest cat She rolled it thick, I rolled a rap My lips black, I look like Easy E (so low!) Snap back to the back (so low! Ya'll can't f** with me) I do it! (easily) If you saw me then you see in 3 Still off of that PMP but I trade Patrone for promethazine Got off half a P in like half a week My face all in the magazines Martin Luther had a dream, that's why my broad is European High power, b**h that's the team The cool kids up in this thing Young Mac, enough of me I run rap easily [Hook:] Came thru (easily) Ab-Soul, no Easy E That n***a Mac is Ice Cube, got made on top of these ice cubes Be done by Chuck E Get the show, hit the door Bang a b**h easily And she ain't never leavin me [Verse 2:] You I came thru easily b**h trippin off DMT Word to mouth that's DTP, put yo a** in that DTT Ab-Soul, that's TTE Pa** a blunt, grab a cup Keep it cold with these hoes Free your soul, smack a truck High as hell, resting on the window pane Keith Miller jersey on, watch the Steeler game Got a couple homies out there who be dealin caine That really ain't my thing, I just fill my brain With all this information, b**h my dick is waitin You gon s** it or not? That's our invitation These b**hes hatin while some sayin n***a's kids amazing Keanu Reeves, Jose leave then I get replacements Me, I'm shady'd out in Vegas in the latest sh** Only 20, funny I've been k**in sh** since '86 Came thru easily And I'm livin so great Pop molly back in '09 All ya'll b**hes is late [Hook:] Came thru (easily) Ab-Soul, no Easy E That n***a Mac is Ice Cube, got made on top of these ice cubes Be done by Chuck E Get the show, hit the door Bang a b**h easily And she ain't never leavin me [Verse 3:] I'm Chuck Inglish That's my name Point fingers, I do my thang Shooters, scooters, cruisers Who could get through that to you? Slingin chains, swing swings Something clean and ya'll don't see it Like I'm tweakin bruh For them features bruh f** around with me and blow your re-up cause Tryna keep up This ain't yo game my G Everything that you see is probably styled by me I'm rockin OG's With the Nike Airs, slightly rare f** the OZ's of the jack career syringe Vincent, here we hotter than a block in here Toppin broccoli Spears, real with the dishes like stocked in here Swish, I gotta shoot my shot in here Focused on the prize, that's why I scrape my eyes for real See it in people's eyes, wide-eyed like you popped a pill Real deal Bill with the highly sk**ed copped a deal [Hook: x2] Came thru (easily) Ab-Soul, no Easy E That n***a Mac is Ice Cube, got made on top of these ice cubes Be done by Chuck E Get the show, hit the door Bang a b**h easily And she ain't never leavin me