Nick Catchdubs - Warming Up Cane lyrics

[Intro] This is not Tha Drought 3 This is not a Kanye mixtape This is not a 50 mixtape This is something different You know what I'm saying If you love hiphop music and you love Wale Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime 100 Miles and Running, Wale, catch dubs Let's do it [Verse 1] Come get some, you little bum I bake the cake but you can't get a crumb I made the pop rock that guy on Shanghai Dunks with the Hyvent on I've been fly, I could pilot y'all Pride of Columbia, I've got that y'all I'm is that kid cause I spit that piff Whips ain't sh** but my kicks look sick I don't wear j**els, too much conflict Get loose like a Jew when I do rhyming And I'm at, I'm on their mind like a yamaka Supreme for my team or Orlean all prided up Got problems, what? I can't save ya Can't wear GRs, I'm pitching c**aine I ain't even start yet, this is propane Get the heat ready then I give them that flame [Hook] There's crack, there's crack There's crack, there's crack There's crack, there's crack There's crack n***a, there's crack They warming up cane, they warming up cane They warming up cane, they warming up cane They warming up cane, they warming up cane They warming up cane, they warming up cane [Verse 2] Since cane been brought up, the cane been bought up Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner Every since then our whole city been horrible The hard, fast dope has a whole lot of coroners Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars For the most part those blocks get Bogart Hoes pop from the Corda to Hope Park Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark I start to think it's all planned It's all too black for me to blame it on the man I just blame it on a man named Reagan Face it: your face Caucasian, you literally naked Physically straight but they cake they behavior I ain't trying to b**h, but they say that I'm hating Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby You trying to get paid, then you better get to baking [Hook] [Verse 3] It's odd that they say that the crack k** blacks The crackerjacks say that the blacks k** blacks The blacks k** blacks for a crack of respect Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen The government officials is rude in the District They do the shipment, we do the pitching They do the score and we more like Pippen They locking us up for the d** that we dealing But I don't know no hood n***a that's a chemist All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist Cook that bag then buy a couple tennises Supply it to the fiends that believe when it's in them that they better, but they never gonna be till they finished Finished mean done, and done mean dead DC's here, this is where crack lives [Hook]