Wais P - Takers lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm a take it and with the strikers light it n***as talking cold as an ice cream That n***a ain't no k**er if we hit them with ice cream Like a b**h n***as ain't no G as a crime scene Strip him off the block took his watch and his light Chain the call me Leo D we ballin in the night sand Represent Brooklyn that's where we were crowned king Seventeen shots from the block but just one aim We take it if you think something sneak we get you n***as a** stucked like two dogs in heat then we Tie n***as up to the hands and the feet we can take you To the streets leave them dead in the sheets We going to take it we disrespect the rules we just Just leave n***as like Houston music Box and bruise and we do it all for a profit It's hard body RIP a robbery in progress [Hook] We take it from the bottom to the top From the jet to the Jot from the land to the yacht We gon take it from the grams on the block Keeping hands on the Glock keep your eyes out for the Cops we gon take it from the bottom to the top From the jet to the Jot from the land to the yacht We gon take it from the grams on the block Keeping hands on the Glock keep your eyes out for the Cops we gon take it [Verse 2] Uh the Buddhist sides of pillow written on my side For the muscle most magazeno hennessy ten go gazelo Big willy my b**h whipping in that head light willow Down a tello black widow cement retro so ghetto Smooth sugar the head gramelo my minds my nine My pins my mack ten my target bow kiss the ring on the Dawn b**h young thing under the armpit trust fund baby She whipped up large sums baby 3 room apartment in Basely Bruce Wayne back cave 320 a month is crazy flatties on the Wall is basic surround sound is bose creeping with that b**h Is basic Peria water is lemon is spricks LG life's Good f** it I said it [Hook] We take it from the bottom to the top From the jet to the Jot from the land to the yacht We gon take it from the grams on the block Keeping hands on the Glock keep your eyes out for the Cops we gon take it from the bottom to the top From the jet to the Jot from the land to the yacht We gon take it from the grams on the block Keeping hands on the Glock keep your eyes out for the Cops we gon take it [Verse 3] Yea why you out here robbing and looting we hot faluting Why you came here to play we here to cut the way out Of no way why you out here hanging a** we here trying To send a holding mask and pre mask the task we gon Take it I'm gon take this don't care like that punk hoe I bought a new fur dump the car in with the kids in the Poker and the devil still scoring burn her in the flame blue Squad keep it pimped up place it on necklace linked up Ketel one f** it you hear I'm pimped up let's drink up Let's toast to been linked up Bently whipped up Antwon May leave them coming kicked up flicked up take a picture I'm such a freak where them s**ers be keep the heat aside So just be there to f** with me luckily my life game Slice and cut the reef ain't no b**h up in me give a n***a A head up and see be smooth I rewind and spit cliko a rap Reapo put a bullet through your peephole dead be dead They way my flow be son it leave holes wise P Mathew season and Leo [Hook] We take it from the bottom to the top From the jet to the Jot from the land to the yacht We gon take it from the grams on the block Keeping hands on the Glock keep your eyes out for the Cops we gon take it from the bottom to the top From the jet to the Jot from the land to the yacht We gon take it from the grams on the block Keeping hands on the Glock keep your eyes out for the Cops we gon take it