Racheal22k - Kick In The Door lyrics

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Racheal22k - Kick In The Door lyrics

In West Philadelphia, born and raised On the playground is where I spent most of my days Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool And all shootin' some B-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said, "You're movin' with your aunty and uncle in Bel Air" I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought, nah forget it, yo home to Bel Air I pulled up to the house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell you later" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel Air Uh I heart haters b**hes N spectators Congratulations You just a**ist my promotions f** a notion I rock flows tighter than ya b**h clothes N panty hole Bump Lamar n J Cole Cnotes of weed at least in the bowl Never will i fold Them critics be suspicious ridiculous On my dick cuz its so delicious No diamonds are precious here I make cumbulus clouds drop tears Another fear Sent by me cuz im ya nemesis Takin' on all of the genesis Its beginnin' of my slaughterhouse Created the world in six days On the seven i came out the crud of clay Judgment day When they see me they pray Lile m**ms givin' honor Mecca Ultimate wrecker microphone check One two im.comimg with words that spew Turn leechers face blue you n yo crew Can catch a contact But cant numb me my raw raps Leave you guessin' n stressin' im a blessin' In disguise close ya eyes Say with me " im the best" Just before i give you a pa** I put 3 in ya chest For tha holy the father and the son Never disrespect the don corelone Kiss my rings when you see me When i spit on the mic They nostrils flare glare And quote "B--I--G" Kick in the door b**hes strait screaming while I'm so high I'm dreaming f**ing that b**hes p**y so good in creaming mountains of cum Oh sh** 9 months later I had a son isn't that sh** crazy man you so damn lazy sitting on you a** playing video games you ain't fixing to be sh** well now look at me dad in the king got so much money I could build 7 or 8 mansions of cash while I'm f**ing man that sh** was a bash Oh well f** it sit down b**h s** my dick tell you get sick lick it from the top to the bottom then sit on it like a chair Im so mfkin gangsta break ya n shannk ya then flee the scene,mr cream i gets doe flip mode zip code gotchyo whole click froze,trick hoes keep my wrist froze pimpin till my casket close wats crackin yo im active so,hit me up 4 the dro shrroms acid coke,mastered flow im so dope so original ga**ed up no ethanol im blessed wit soul extra cold like theatrical smoke a cancer for most,emcees