Vado - R.N.S lyrics

[Verse 1: Vado] Yo, on square floors I serve bu*ter to get a step On my second call from Gudda, got six minutes left Can't talk long, f** it, told me he was the best Told him on the make up, I got it covered, ya n***a blessed We alright, yall parties in all white, shakin three small dice gla** tables, the boss life Cigar light, with a broad you call wife Loafers on spice, when I ball, I score lite Room Suite at the Ritz, low for business Reservations at down, frescos, or flemmins Hesitating the sh** blow to some gremlins Pulling up in two M's showing the emblem with foreigner plates, your daughter is safe just send me a quarter mill, we could call it a day sponsored links Four acres on the hill, bridge crossing the lake Kingpins coming to chill, grill tossing them steaks [Hook: Troy Ave] I don't be playing, I be cookin up the base and heading out the dooooor n***as stay patient, get a little bit complacent, not me I need moooore Steady paper chasin, in the fast lane racing, got to get this dough If your real like me, then you feel like me, on your mark get set, lets gooooo [Verse 2: Vado] Look, k**a made some fresh cut, keep it caught It's not you I don't trust, it's your secret thoughts I don't fuss, save that for peoples court Reggie Hammond, I pop the clutch in that beetle porsche simply the off, the cliff, I lead you off Bullets will lead you off, snitching like he the boss Cut your meter off, no time for BS Rol shine in VS, Ghost Ridge with GS Slime you see us, Hamptons for the week Partying every day, big Mansion by the beach A gla** of chardonnay, chicks standing in Celines Two cars away from expanding once a dream Plans, got several, my mans in federal hoping for five, they got checks, grams and revenue Fam, Im telling you, need cash to live Like the rock notch of caliber, Dame Dash and BIG [Hook: Troy Ave] I don't be playing, I be cookin up the base and heading out the dooooor n***as stay patient, get a little bit complacent, not me I need moooore Steady paper chasin, in the fast lane racing, got to get this dough If your real like me, then you feel like me, on your mark get set, lets gooooo [Verse 3: Jadakiss] Uh, yo, top down on to the next hood Hop out, everything Vivian Westwood Clearly ten steps ahead of whats going on All they do is whisper and point when I throw it on, Corleone Keep em coming, you know Im on my job If it's under a hundred, it can't go in my garage At the hearing, feel it, before you seen it on a vlog Not the head of a gang, n***as know I'm in the mob Do your research, Gaudier t-shirts Stop telling on n***as, that's police work Eye open, See VS, the spots 24 hour CVS Im in the crib that dont show up on the GPS I could k** you, but that'd be a easy d**h Yes, I'm gonna to get it forever cuz Money ain't one of my problems, and it never was [Hook: Troy Ave] I don't be playing, I be cookin up the base and heading out the dooooor n***as stay patient, get a little bit complacent, not me I need moooore Steady paper chasin, in the fast lane racing, got to get this dough If your real like me, then you feel like me, on your mark get set, lets gooooo