MadBliss - Match Up lyrics

*Smoking* John Juan: Ayo Dru Dru Diligence: Yo? John Juan: Yo this some fire sh**. You said you copped this off Madbliss? Dru Diligence: Yea Bliss Gawd fa 'sho John Juan: Word, word. Yo I heard these n***as talkin'. That said they think they can match up Dru Diligence: Wh-Who match up with who? John: *Laughing* Them n***as match up with us Dru Diligence: *Laughing* Smoking that spice sh** John Juan: Yea f** that Verse 1: Yea, yo Ayo we got drank for the cotton mouth/ got dank so without a doubt, we dodged the drought Run the game on hottest route/ Like Eddie Lacy, they sea Sick of our sh** we wavy/ V8 with the Juice, we crazy Beats we straitjacket, the plug is Madbliss/ John Juan the Don and the Subtle Savage Google us kid, nowhere to be found/ we under the ground, yup diamonds in the rough Yo Diligence if they feeling this/ Then it's villain sh**; Major Key to the Cuffs And the beast is released to cease all the weak/ keep legends pretending impeached (Preach!) They sell out for sales, they losing they selves/ ain't keeping it real while we Skywalk, f**boy come flytalk. Put cha bread where ya bars at, this is God rap/ Ain't it odd that you Davey Jones when alone; don't know where ya heart at? Til ya squad backs, ya crew came threw?/ gon' have to pardon that Don Juan and Dru Ain't shook of the shaken/ From looks you was quakin' soon as we came in (Hook): (YAAA!!!) We switch 'n flip it back like g-packs/ Why ask where the D's at? (YAAA!!!) We be's that, down to the relapse/ Gve reverb, f** feedback (YAAA!!!) Act up, get smacked up/ Thats facts bruh Dream team when we tag up (YAAA!!!) Dap up like Harlem Heat in Harlem Week/ Who really wanna match up? [Repeat x1] Verse 2: R.I.P to the competition/ When ya fans hear this they stop and listen John Doe identify the victim/ Them one liners they must've k**ed em Money talk conversation filthy, catscan my mind is dough/ watch at home no time for hoes, these words lethal let the chopper load. (Rrrrrrrrrrraaahhhh!!!!!!) In the hood smoking tropical/ Mo' dutches we running low Pull up and she hop out (skurt!), bussin' out of her blouse (yea!)/ Love them breast in my mouth That p**y a dollop of Daisy, been in it hours she driving me crazy/ All on her mind like my dick is some Dre beats (Ha!) Yo Dru! (What?) n***a let me tell you what it do/ When they see you start to get it then they hating on you b**h a** dudes I could hate a n***a too/ Trying to be me I'm just trying to be cool 2 Live Crew 'n we hot as Cancun, Central Jersey where the ladies flirty/ That's yo lady I never heard it She get down dirty dirty (Yup)/ Like it rough while I'm wearing j**elry Hit Yo b**h with that tag team (Damn!)/ He got lockjaw give her mad D Feed her Wendy's/ Pay her cab fee They call me Jaymond (Uh!)/ My n***a Dru could smoke a ton (Yea!) We never losing out on funds (Nah!)/ We might just spark it just because Might catch a contact with us (Yup!), lost yo mind f**ing with us/ Give it up dawg yo you had enough? Talking all that sh** we called ya bluff. Word up Real n***as do real things (Y'all know) Paper make yo b**h change (Y'all hoes) Sell that p**y for a piece of fame/ I'm so gone baby say my name Say my name Say my name Yo girlfriend she say the same Say my name (Together) Say my name (Together) (OWWWWW!!!!!!) God damn (Hook) [Repeat x1] Dru Diligence: Yo for real, I was definitely finna face sh**. But I knew you'd f** with this though John Juan: sh** n***a lemme know bout the next sesh. We can run that back right now Dru Diligence: n***a prerolls be the alias, you got that light? John Juan: Yea I gotchu. (Police Sirens approach) Oh sh** it's 12 behind us! Eat the blunt!! EAT IT!!! Dru: *COUGHS, GAGS.......BURPS*