Skyzoo - The Hand Off lyrics

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Skyzoo - The Hand Off lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, stir up the pot cooking, Leave out the block shooking I'm original, the bad broads and the cops looking. You got the drop ... Call us a not hook 'em! Take your sh**, scrape your b**h, Leave, and ditch out Brooklyn! Make it without ... Raised in the projects, and not care The pigs come knocking, he not here! Lone, it is not fair Vivid, but not clear Never had nothing, bags up, I'm in not shape Mastered unruly, s** her like truly .. with no plan, no truly, sponsored links Just air her one truly, Ain't... one to me. Microphone check: one, to me I need the young... young to me Young Britney, come do me! Oops, I did it again, The 80 is just a kid with a pin In present day just to make in a Benz Who got snaps on a patrol? Kicks still the same, they're just retro Let's go! Yo, yo My first time outside a broad Was outside Jamaica Queens Follow in a pond was my outline to make a scene First 48, couple days I grew a name. She told her friends the way I stepped in it, They start to calling me an elephant. My delivery never seen, like Biggie Blue was referring. Glocked her lyrically, I drop murder wizardly My block murder literally. One way or another... in better shoes Nowadays you'd be surprised how much clapping in the errand gets you The sh** is a thirst trap like it's a Harry picture Learn the j**els over Ronny Jordan loops Pops read the final call, Block stayed behind the wall. And my number never change, Just the motherf**ers calling it. My jumper never change, Just the spots where I can water it I'm right around the corner, that block is right in front the store with it You're see in orange glow, or whatever color my artery is Rick James, b**hes! My b**h frame vicious The only thing meaner is how I kick games switchers. Back in ..in the tenth range dipping Parked the front.... The simple life is ....