Don Cheese - Menace II Society lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm wit n***as that don't think twice Blue dolphins, pink sprite These b**hes wasn't raised right These n***as want that fake ice In the morning with the grayed rice Really out here on the late nights Half these rappers they gon' rap about ack n***as don't know what that taste like I knew one day I would f** that b**h Now my chance, ain't even think twice Paranoid i'm at the red light All I see is blowing red lights Head right i'll be there every night p**y good but i'll never wife Come and shop n***a come and shop Thought you'd get it for a better price Ask Kane n***a what you thought Broad day n***a what you thought With these b**hes, I don't pillow talk Got them pounds well n***a send 'em off Lighting candles bagging in the dark n***as never thought i'd get this far Needed help they used to ig my calls I was focused had to give my all Feel like OJ in the Bronco homie I ain't fighting, got the chopper on me I got groupies tryna pop up on me Need a check or else i'm not performing In the streets when i'm not recording Sold a half it was in the morning You get blasted tryna run up on me n***as thought that they had one up on me Tables turned now i'm up in Barney's I got b**hes down out in Upper Darby Fifteens got me feeling nauseous b**hes play me now they feeling salty n***as looking like they feeling froggy Hollow tips will make up get up off me Yea i'm stowed, I then been lost it Been f**ed her, been off her Fives and Tens in my Tim boxes Pressing one whenever Don call me This a chance to tell my mom sorry She seen a n***a buying dimes off me Man that b**h ain't get it dime for me I know Don he'll die for me Tell your boyfriend he can grind for me I see they tryna take my style from me With my man and he got two '30s High as sh** and he on 230s Feeling good like a hard ball When G baby got his new Jersey God damn, these b**hes too thirsty 2012 me and Coop serving Got me spazzing on these f**ing bars Man i'm feeling like a new person [Chorus]x2 We gon' get by (yeah yeah) Like we always do Bagging up dimes Like we always do We getting high (yeah yeah) Like we always do They telling lies Like they always do [Verse 2] Yeah yeah I know these dudes lurking I feel like cash dead, back in 02 this that full surface My timing is too perfect Stylin from too dirty You think i'm in line to be too nervous You fronting some pounds so my crew burnt 'em n***as saving up for crown fix n***as wake, I wanna down sh** Back and shake up on some brown sh** Rest In Peace my n***a Reem, I remember we was taking out of town trips Member chilling in the spot or talking bout designer couldn't even 'nounce it On a trip when you said f** it and grabbed 'em On a trip when you dem b**hes I bagged them Wanna see me try that b**h in her attic I then layed up smoking kush in em phantoms Texting b**hes, tell em "Come to the Valley" Used to serve my plate, it's right in my alley Trap house full of n***as that shiesty I can tell that all these n***as don't like me Sitting down i'm busting traps in my Nike's [???] Smoking on these woods just me, vlad, & gotti I be right over the road wearing Poland's I got homies that I been with since diapers I'm just stressing having convos with life [???] [???] [Chorus]x2 We gon' get by (yeah yeah) Like we always do Bagging up dimes Like we always do You getting high (yeah yeah) Like we always do They telling lies Like they always do