Lil Kent - n***az In London lyrics

[Hook] We ain't stop for sh**, keep that sh** coming Gotta get this cash, no couple hundreds Haters make me sick, sick to my stomach I ain't supposed to be here, n***as In London [Verse 1] Crackas driving by I tell my n***a servin' hold up Turn our heads from the crackas just because they know us We ain't trippin', straight dro' in the car, roll up Call for people, find some lean, then we holla' po' up V-neck, camo shorts is how a n***a f**ing step out Free my n***as, know I gotta say until they get out And I ain't stop for sh**, 'till I cop a f**ing penthouse She s** me up and I record her, show her what a pimp 'bout Ever since I beat my case man I been winning, grinning Straight from the beginning If you knew me from the streets then you'll know I'm 'bout my business Guinness Book, put me in it I ain't trippin', f** the sentence Red cup, f**ing lyfe is how we live it [Hook x2] [Verse 2] Young a** n***a from the Myrna Crackas downtown tried to give me thirty But I guess that's just how it goes when you got a snake all in your circle Tryna' ban me for some sh**, that a n***a didn't even know about And had nothing to do with, cause I know n***as run they mouth We was servin' hard, where your pack at You was stealing cars, where your stacks at We was on thirty where you trapped at Same streets, check the stats at Can't straighten it out, no ? Big Krizzle, Bubba Kush, no Air Max Mixtape in rotation, so you can tell 'em this, and tell 'em that Trill sh**, n***as slippin' Wet floor signs and banana peels And where I'm from n***as got birds Like a ? , no ? I make her strip I'm talking draws, bras, and the heels When I blow I might get a crib Until then I'm in the field, like [Hook]