Ralph Cacciurri - Manolo lyrics

[Intro: Trip Lee] Yessir Gawvi, get 'em Why we do it? Why we do it? [Hook: Gawvi] I do it for the turn-up (gat gat) Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking bout no burner Flip a page I'll explode it Got a cabin in manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo Got a cabin in manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo (nolo) manolo Got a cabin in manolo [Verse 1: Trip Lee] Trying to tell them boys I never leave da crib alone Cuz I keep one in my car and I got two at home They diff'rent kinds but they do the same thing Double-edged double-barrel (bang bang) Yessuh I'm out here facin' dragons, I ain't out my mind (bang bang) They comin' for my soul so it's bout that time (bang bang) Them lies they trying to k** me if you don't believe me I don't care, I don't care I can't take it easy I'm flippin the page, I'm trigga happy a clip in the gauge Clickin and hittin the stage, hit you with truth thats in every phrase He cut me deep I'm Divin' in, Divin' in When I ride I got to (fly fly) Come alive again That's right (when I ride I got to) Come alive again, You know we got it Come alive again, uh huh Manolo mayne [Hook] [Verse 2: Lecrae] Manolo, manolo? I'm out here going postal My partnas think I lost it, my momma think I'm loco I keep my shooter close tho, You know it's fully automatic Shoot you straight, man that truth'll do you plenty damage I got enemies I can't see'em all but they lurkin' (lurkin') I flip that page on em my trigga finga stay workin (pop pop pop) I got plenty ammo got old and new they both testify, my Lord And ain't nobody playin with you, gone mess around, and come test the fire (hah) And I ain't gotta say no more, I'm gonna click click bang and the thing gon' blow Red Letters like a red dot on yo door (yep yep yep yep yep) All yall gone with a dash on the backseat That's me with a clip full of black ink Ima hit yall with it till I split yall with it (man down man down) Had a bad week, bad week (man down, man down) [Hook] [Verse 3: Trip Lee] I be a sheep I'm a dummy Sometimes it ain't even funny Them lies are sicker than poison pours while the truth that is sweeter than honey And we know that He got us He is with us can't block us; Ibaka His word is my weapon It's going Brrrr-aaat! [Hook]