Civy C-del - What! lyrics

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Civy C-del - What! lyrics

[Scarface Interlude] You short a couple of mil' , I go on the streets for you I make a couple of moves , a mil' here a mil' there [Verse 1] Rappin long enough to earn my stripes I member' when they said I couldn't do it f**ers outta they minds, so I started up the grind You needed that raw flow? I got it like everytime Got me spittin' in the kitchen, my sh** is mixing efficient Gimme the instrumental , I send it straight to the devil Toronto native rebel, swear I got it in my blood Born in the ghetto but I never been a thug I just hustle , hustle after hustle Magic man known to turn em singles into doubles I'm the truth, playa everybody know If ya diss me take ya nose out the coke Lord Knows , this music ain't never happen over night Revvin' with yo b**h on my scooter motor bike Looking real light but I'm hard to the core Young south paw chad daw f** around break ya jaw n***a [Hook] What, What What What What! Crack game like the rap game What, What What What What! f** around break ya jaw n***a What, What What What What! Rap game like the crack game What, What What What What! [Verse] I've been on the streets handing out these mixtapes Till' my wrist ache all for that green face Try rob my stake then it's beef , I ain't chicken I grill em ; have you pissin in ya tight denims Ain't nobody better than ya boy , I swear! To reach right here take you five light years Old broads want my new dick , how funny Now i'm making money so she claiming that she love me I just call her b**h cuz these b**hes ain't sh** Ring on the middle finger , make her see it gliss Dudes hating on me they don't wanna see me strive Plotting on your boy can't look you in ya eyes Making major moves , dinner at Baton Rouge With millionaire dudes, Imma rap tycoon I ain't gotta brag , i'm my own rap feature None of you could walk a single meter in my sneakers Move real silent but I'm f**ing arrogant Thought I went ghost , now they scared cuz i'm here again I possess a gift and it's only god given My self is my only competition What it is? [Scarface Outro] You sure tony? Gimme that sh**, c'mon jerry let's talk Talk to me man -- I'm talking C'mon, I go low you go high , look I know the game man This is business talk, c'mon Let me explain -- don't talk to me like that man f** you man, f** you I fly the cash myself to the Bahamas