Rude-Boi - Amberlea Cypher lyrics

[Intro] Amberlea cypher f** a BET Cypher [Verse 1: Lil Chapo] Pull up be like damn n***a Got a hundred drum on that chopper Keep it oiled up it won't jam n***a Like Plies I dont see Nann n***a, all these n***as is soft If he talking that big talk then he can f** around and get off I dont affiliate with no ho n***as too busy getting this guap Gripping the Glock and you get shot One in your top and you stiff in a box You gon need somebody to get you a cop Playing hard headed gon get you a knot They be like D I just wish you would stop You n***as mad cuz you wish you was hot Im in the kitchen Im whipping the chickens Just listen to when the pigeons gon flock My wrist is an infant I smoke like an incense my weed is as strong as an ox All of my guns got extendeds I won't recommend that you come try to flex on my block n***as want problems I end them you dont want to end up on every news channel on Cox (Stop!) Smoking loud I'm dumb high Talking foul them guns fire Pop yellow bars like spongebob She s** the dick til' her tongue throb f** with me told em the repercussion Cut the coke thats reproduction No p**y n***a go be productive Get ya niece abducted Never cease in public [Verse 2: Dom Dollaz] Im on the block don't say you was looking for me Told my n***as bout a lick and they took it for me Do a push up for me, not calisthenics Talking pushing up on n***as letting cowards get it You n***as don't get it we the f**ing best Im getting straight A's if you try to test Catch me on the block with gangsters and robbers 04 Lil' Scrappy you don't want no problems And I'm trippy like Juicy J Cuz' I been sipping lean blowing all day Pack from the Bay yeah sh** strong Broke it all down now my money long Put my city on now I'm that n***a Got it off rap who would have figured Don't get it twisted this still the MOB And don't act brand new you know where we are [Verse 3: Rude-boi] Rude-boi cash gang representer 8tre Amberlea better get familiar Got some shooters on my team, Reggie Miller And we balling b**h whole squad full of winners Bad b**h, she a sinner Take her to the crib she gon' be my dinner She a stripper but I ain't gon' f**ing tip her I ain't tricking I be flexing, Kaepernicking Big money I be thumbing through them Benjamins Speak to the connect cuz' I don't f** with middle men Got them goons on deck they be getting it Bust on a p**y n***a quick like a minute man We All Bosses From One Nation If you looking for some money here's a demonstration Here's your preparation for your devastation I be k**ing sh**, Final Destination [Verse 4: Ka$hola] I'm a boss, but I move like a general And I don't take no sh** like urinals I keep that P45 right by my genitals And I stay fresh like big momma living room I guess they never seen a gangster this fly Cuz' they act surprised when ever that ratchet rise Ay but honestly you don't want to face I I'll dot your top homie like a lower case I So many youngsters on a n***a Im out to get That I ain't even got a shooter on him to turn his outfit red And around here if you take soldiers You get in the trash like spoiled left overs 40 on my whip, n***as won't trip Tell em its no problem man n***as gon spit See, plan was to get the bread n***a sh**, off with his head n***a [Verse 4: Lil Chapo] These n***as acting like my b**h do Big dog n***a you a mother f**ing Shih-Tzu The clip long n***a I promise I won't miss you 7.6 to rip through your tissue CSI come they zip you then stitch you Good coke swim in that water just like a fish do b**h I spit dope, thats crack, black and crystal You can get smoked no act we clap pistols I said its Purple Label Polo don't do Trukfit Nah I swear all these n***as on that f** sh** (f** sh**) Shoot you if you n***as on that tough sh** (tough sh**) Clip all in my fist boy you can't duck this [Verse 5: Dom Dollaz] On some real n***a sh** I don't f** with most n***as Tryna' stay low key watching for them folks n***a Made a promise to myself I'll never be a broke n***a Don't give a ho your heart or it's getting broke n***a Ask to hit my weed Ima' tell you no n***a Don't watch me watch TV better get your ho n***a Or catch me in Vegas where I'll turn her to a ho n***a Now Im something like a baker cuz' she bring me dough n***a Most n***as be some fed snitching low n***as So be easy in the streets act like you know n***a Oh fa sho' n***a these hoes gon' f** Not talking bout kissing when I tell her pucker up We can knuckle up cuz' Im really real n***a Bet after that? Im grabbing stainless steel n***a I remember back in the day I used to steal n***a Now I'm one song away from a major deal n***a, HA! [Verse 5: Tu Kav] Yall' n***as take the bus I take the Chevy on the tour If you know the kid, you know I'm deadly to the core By the look in my eye, you know Im ready for the war Once I pop that top, look like spaghetti on the floor Im a southwest monster, equipped with guns Got two strong legs hope you're equipped to run Flip [?] and watch me flip the tongue My clique is one of the best with the sentences So just chill, like LL or freezers Or you gon' meet AK's, 45's and Ninas And when I say meet, I don't mean shaking no hands The only thing thats gon' be shaking is you and your mans I ain't no janitor, but I keep the tool by my pants I ain't from Canada, but ya boy be balling like Nash The only difference is, you cross me I ain't giving no pa** Send 16 shots and I deliver em fast, Mob Life [Verse 6: Rude-boi] 7 days a week I be getting it Blowing on a L, thumbing through the check n***a all I see is Benjamins There's a marathon out in the streets you know we winning it I got them racks on racks on racks on racks on racks like I'm printing it Them whole things I be sending it Got a couple down in Michigan Yeah ya'll know what the mission is Really ain't even gotta mention it There's some fake a** n***as in the game f**ing sh** up they glitching it Talking bout the money that they owe back Knowing damn well they ain't getting it Monday I be getting it, Tuesday I be getting it Wednesday Im with a bad b**h but guess what Im Still getting it Thursday I be getting it, Friday I be getting it Saturday all night your main b**h I'm hitting it [Verse 7: Lil Chapo] Ay 36 O's still riding round with that nina Black M6 Beamer with a b**h as bad as Selena I dont trust em I dont cuff em I just f** the b**h then leave em My flow colder than a freezer I might f** around and freeze ya Your b**h s**ed me off like leeches These n***as sweeter thats peaches Im hot n***a thats Zona bound I ain't never been on no beaches I hear you n***as that be talking down When I see your a** be speechless Put my pistol all in your face now you can say you're praying for the preacher Blowing on this reefer, Purp n***a no Keisha I will hit your a** with that nina probably give a n***a a seizure Man you n***as know the procedure I slap a b**h like Tina And my new connect he from Mexico he still working on his Visa Pour a 4 in a two liter b**h im bout to crash like Aaliyah And my eyes low from the Hydro I can't hide ho I can't see ya Give me brain and tell her bye ho Get a ride home I'm leaving b**h you know the drill same sh** And nothing changed but the season b**h we bout it And its westside [Verse 8: Ka$hola] Its Ka$hola coming live from Arizona Where they hustle out of spots, it's too hot to play the corner Where they [?] 10-7 they ain't f**ing up the order They [?] Get deported, ill go meet him at the border They ain't f**ing with me, I stay s**er free I got my big bro, yeah f** with me They say they looking for me Well it ain't hard to find me Ya boy fresh out Did 6 for a robbery Got a b**h named Nina Got a cousin named Tommy And we can have a reunion with the family How bout You Come, I Come And I'll bring the family tree It sound like a plan since you n***as can't find me Bring the whole zoo through your hood like Jumanji You can act a donkey Ima' act a monkey Get on my banana sh** Im talking bout' banana clips Shell can be banana peels Promise I'll never slip Brody sell trees but the blunt sold separate The streets ain't for you lil' n***a go to Everest