Foesum - The Ultimate Collaboration lyrics

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Foesum - The Ultimate Collaboration lyrics

Artist: Foesum f/ The Twinz Album: Perfection Song: The Ultimate Collaboration [DJ Glaze] Let me unleash the devastation sh** is in motion just like full automation Hardcore rhymes with the mind of a k**a Filipino G, I bring heat like Godzilla Game begins with straight juice from the Twinz Got lost in the mix, f** it, now I'm all in West Coast beats so hit the ground Cuz when it bumps you know some sh**'s going down [T-Dubb] So now they label me that criminal n***a thats down to bust To spread and handle with n***as and straight kick up dust Layin low with the homeys I can't see no mark When ya rollin wit the Dubb and blazin blunts at the park I see my cousin Wayniac ridin low in the cutty Come and scoop me up cuz I'm feelin kinda nutty So blaze up the smoke as we roll with the Loccs With that G Funk family, we ain't no joke Plottin and we ridin, dippin and we slidin Headin to the Poly Apartments, the Eastside Cough full of dank and so we're settin in gin So let me pa** the conversation to my n***a Twin [Wayniac] Guess who's comin to dinner Wayniac and Tripp dont miss the dish served by this winner Remember 1st Round Draft Pick was the sh** That we spit, when conflict got dealt with (the help hit it) Its lit now get where you belong So hard to face that we goin, goin gone Rider won't get can't break me, dont try to shake me Cuz in my eyes is what I call achy breaky (watch out) My heart dont pump no kind of weakness See sh** for what it really is, no time to play with kids Cuz you ain't got a lot of kick it Just stay down with my n***as from the Foe as we get liquid [Tripp Locc] Now its past as I get my money, n***as tryin to plot Multiple G's ain't with Locc gettin paid by the knot Round the clock, hoes jock But I put that rat to wizzork Off to the next phase, hope her feelings hurtin As I ride on by, I get back, competition is the money And Tripp ain't goin out like a dummy As I move along, agree that life is so hard On a n***a like the PAC say Steak and pose to have it my way Thee only way to fly As high as you can take it Foesum and the Twinz make a statement So recognize as we hit you without a doubt Tripp G Funkin and I'm out [T-Dubb] G-Funk Era, starin in the mirror Foesum and the Twinz now its gettin much clearer Picture this situation shown and I'm stranded No takin the Dubb for granted plus you still wouldn't understand it Now I done took some criticism back in the days When we was layin flat broke up on MLK So face the consequences as the G bells in I got your front and back so put it down M&M [M&M] I'm bringin up the tre Dubb make a quick getaway Fellas runnin ya suthers and prepare for the malay Clear the airwaves, I'm a blast off like NASA You better move quick, cuz dont wanna mess up a total disaster Pumpin the rappers' fees that no other would really consider Blowin up, hoein em and goin until my lips start to blister Fessin em ain't messin the lesson up on in them I'm puttin opponents to the test Twistin ain't listenin when I'm givin em this mission And put yo a** to rest yo Quicker than quick and lickity split I'm blowin em out of my windpipe Just meddle and betters and devils could deal in all a lyrical pimpfight I vary that dare me and styles may very to show I am the greatest Preliminaries I wouldn't be serious, so dont even try to fade this Swingin em, bringin them thangs when I'm droppin them doggs on you I'm stoppin and mobbin on my opponents like I'm a f**in bulldozer The station you makin a takin it like a joint you get smoked I'm shakin em, fakin em, breakin em down, f** it case closed Dont test, the original lude style see Foesum, Wayniac, Tripp Locc..