Nickelus F - Regula Degula / Got Eem lyrics

[Regula' Degula' Intro] Ah You gotta make it count You gotta make it count [Hook] Walk through your function in a sweat suit And shut it down on my.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Drove through the drive thru and the lady gave me her number But that's.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regu-, Regula' Degula' We only smoke on that loud pack You keep all of that.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Gotta make it count You gotta make it count Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regu-, Regula' Degula' [Verse 1] Hey yo I used to sit and stress About the sh** I couldn't afford to do Now I'm on some big sh** Cuz I kick sh** like Gordon Liu So ill with the writing I bet you I'll still be fighting off 24 year olds when I'm 42 Petey the flow deacon Told 'em I was the Last of the Mohicans When they asked if there were more of you They said, "Damn your moving like Michael Keaton In Multiplicity man, handling sh** like there's four of you." Uh-huh, I had told ya I uprose to show ya I could behold the ayatollah So strong that I can sure give you a high five And paralyze your whole right side from the shoulder That's right I'm a pro now Got behind the boards So of course, made my own sound n***as went from bumming rides To getting flown 'round And spending money like centripetal force to hold it down [Hook] Walk through your function in a sweat suit And shut it down on my.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Drove through the drive thru and the lady gave me her number But that's.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regu-, Regula' Degula' We only smoke on that loud pack You keep all of that.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Gotta make it count You gotta make it count Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regu-, Regula' Degula' [Verse 2] I'm in these streets riding clean A n***a mad as hell Getting digits off the snitches or the tattle tales I'm in the whip, seat back, with the fattest L In the lane whippin 'round like a dragon tail b**h n***as love to pop sh** I'm probably getting stock tips while loading up Glock clips I find it funny n***as saying that I'm old But I'm the n***a that steady putting out the new hot sh** My city love me, you hatin' n***a You over there in solitaire The f** is you playing n***a? I ain't got a job or a boss that'll pay a n***a So Petey out to get it from the PM to AM n***a Petey out here hustlin' 24/7 hoe 365 hoe What the f** would I lie for? Let a n***a find out where you pitch or reside though And n***as kicking in through the back and the side door [Skit] [Pre Chorus] Ah You gotta make it count You gotta make it count [Hook] Walk through your function in a sweat suit And shut it down on my.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Drove through the drive thru and the lady gave me her number But that's.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regu-, Regula' Degula' We only smoke on that loud pack You keep all of that.. Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Gotta make it count You gotta make it count Regula' Degula', Regula' Degula' Regu-, Regula' Degula' [Verse 3] I don't know why a n***a mad And I don't give a f** I was rock bottom looking for a pick me up It's a cold world momma had to zip me up Back when I was still sippin' out of sippy cups Two different type of n***as, we ain't similar 2Pac taught me how to hit 'em up n***as tried to cross me but we ain't perpendicular And I'll break on a n***a like a tibia, a fibula Petey made a name and now they screaming for his signature Petey like greens and his greens he eat with vinegar You got a lot of followers but you ain't got no listeners I'm preaching to the choir and the motherf**ing minister Petey, Petey bigger than the grudges, they unlimited So why I let it go like a wholesale distributor You would be dumb to come test my testiculars Claiming that you real but your face ain't familiar Free Wise P no kid should be in prison I don't need to know the details or the particulars I just hope its all straightened out like a [?] I don't go to movies cuz my real life a cinema A n***a tried to play the role with me And I'ma send him up Before it even get started I'ma put it into ya And for me to know losing Cuz I'm proving that I'm proven, hey [Regula' Degula End] [Got Eem Intro] Homie said you ain't got no b**hes Who don't got no b**hes? He say I, he say I don't? I could press that n***a like damn n***a I do got more b**hes than you With your ugly a** Got Eem! [Verse 1] Petey got pills Oxycotin, Percs Petey got leaves Petey got herb Petey got fans and them fans spread the word That Petey ain't got feelings But Petey got some nerve n***as said they edibles that's what Petey heard But Petey skip them edibles [?] Petey met his buddy up front on the first Or I'll be sliding in your home base 'round the third Damn, damn that's that Nickel sh** I even got wordplay Crazy yo I simple sh** n***as can't f** with me Bottle with the pistol grip I grind your bones into dust just to sniff the sh** I turn that bottle upside down while you sip the sh** Petey ain't no plumber but Petey working with the sh**s I'm reppin' Richmond b**h I'm reppin' Richmond b**h [Hook] You ain't ever met no n***as like these Got Eem! I got computers feuding Got Eem! You ain't never smoke no blunts like these Got Eem! I got the über ubre Ha! Got Eem! [Verse 2] A hoe without a job to have some fun and [?] Ain't nobody trip as long as everybody [?] Go and get the check hoe you look it might impress you Sorry, sob stories, and your tears don't touch me I'm cold f** you b**h get your own (Got Eem!) And f** being broke we gettin' doe The plug is the first speed dial in my phone I f** with him cuz he'll never tax me on his o's I had to block your b**h up off my Twitter Spamming me with pictures of them nipples I ain't never thirsty But if I am, I'ma get the liquor Hoodie on my head like the reaper with the sickle Petey out to get it.. [Skit Outro] n***a what's good my n***a? [?] sh** Don't wanna get your sh** domed my n***a Damn, what we pressin' n***as like that? Hell yeah I am my n***a. I'ma f**..