Westside Gunn - Eddie Kingston lyrics

[Intro: Westside Gunn] Brr, ayo Brr, doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot Ayo, ayo, brr Brr, doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot Ayo [Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Rome Streetz] I'm in the Aston shootin' out the passenger side (Skrrt, doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot) Life is lavish, we classic, ni**as lackin', passin' 'em by Beautiful mind (Ah), beautiful rhyme Drum on the stick, massive (Soot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot), still baggin' dope on Saturdays When ni**as fiend for dope, who had to drop you work? It couldn't swim It's like my wrist be automatic, yours is tragic, pistol plastic, pistol addicts (Boom boom boom) Brain magic, flip your whole block solo (Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom) Spinned that sh*t two times (Skrrt), if I see kids, it's a no go (Ah) TNT, ain't nobody seein' me, my shooter on his fifth line (Ah) He think he seein' things, hittin' everything (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot) I'm talkin' wrong things and right things, with the M16, he only nineteen (Ah, doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot) He think he Sly Green, forever, I scream (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot) [Verse 2: Rome Streetz] Supreme North Face pocket, got the order for five fiends Man slaughter on your recorder, you know the vibes be (You know what the fu*k it is) Candyman, it's murder when I arrive on the scene (Uh-huh) sh*t get dangerous, no famous sh*t, became the fan favorite (Yeah) These fools spittin' falsified flows, its all flavorless (fu*k outta here) Got sh*t in the chokehold, give a fu*k if I made your list I made brick money talkin' sh*t, havin' my way with this (I did) For MDMA, it was 840, I made him pay for zips (Uh-huh) Crush a rock with a quarter on the table and take a sniff Dropped all of my sins on the street corner and saved the blessings Smoked the trees out the Bible page, my brain waves was reckless Rome chapter two, verse three, say watch the way you steppin' Spray the weapon, shells go through FLYGOD Avirexes (Boom boom) Comin' live from where they bangin' and scammin' Little ni**as on Joker Stash makin' more than they parents (Facts) A little know-how and your bank profile turn to a dough pile The cheddar getter aura make all of the hoes go down (Deadass) Bet against the squad, you picked the worst lane Stashin' dope from the plates that I ate off like Hitler first name Finesse you like Bernie Madoff in some rehearsed game Was born with this, seen too many fail, I can't afford to slip Went from fleein' many felony charges to fortunate Fly Fashion Rebels fu*kin' on your fiancée Livin' fast for the funds, did stick ups with Andre Fast forward, now its four hundred dollars when we eat entrees (Yeah) Your b*tch cum to my songs on long play, repeat the playlist (She do) You just a peon, everything beyond greatness GxFR, get a neck scar My best fiend from Union Square who buy hard, he look like Brett Favre Work on my aim and be a sharp shooter like Bret Hart (Boom, boom, boom) When my sh*t come on it's the best part, ni**a fu*k outta here