Cassidy "B-Boy Stance" |
Chillin' in the club in my B-Boy stance My hoodie on wit my gun in my pants Hook Swizz Beats: Chillin' in the club in my B-Boy stance My hoodie on wit my gun in my pants I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death I said I'm chillin' in the club in my B-Boy stance My hoodie on wit my gun in my pants I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death Verse 1 Cassidy: I'm, fresh to death dressed to impress, yes Fresh for real, dressed to kill I'm the best for real I was blessed with skills The FS in my necklace ill I'ma threat for real I come at niggas necks for real Try'na build my success got me stressed for real I done gained my respect cause I'm extra real And I'm extra fly you just extra high If it wasn't for them drugs you'd be extra shy Knowin' if I throw them slugs you gon' testify F the extra shit get a extra clip I get some extra lip just expect to die alright I'll put a hole in ya head cause I hold bread And my lawyer Johnny Cochran an old head Clappin' the pound we ain't pattin' 'em the gown And I stay strapped, man I got my gat on me now I'm just... Hook Verse 2 Cassidy: I get it poppin' on the block like a B-Boy If you cop a couple of rocks you get a free boy You can take a couple of shots to get a kilo If you try to take what I got or stick me boy See boy, try to fuck around wit' me boy The risk like fuckin' a bitch with no C boy I'm a G boy Get smoked by the three boy Coke by the key boy Got dope and the E boy Me boy, I'm 'bout to take the industry over Like for war we was meant to be soldiers I sat back for years and watched rap cats pretend to be HOVA Pretend to be Big Pretend to be Pac Pretend to be hot But all that pretending gon' eventually stop And the slugs gon' eventually pop Cause all the real thugs in the box Or the penitentiary ox VIP lookin' like a penitentiary block When I'm... Hook Verse 3 Cassidy: I'm fresh to death like a million bucks My Benz got big rims and my ceilin' lift up Depending on how I'm feeling might be willing the truck Either way the chicks still on my nuts Ya know I'm saying And I ain't playing with them niggas that be feelin' they tough I ain't a killa but you still'll get touched I network sweatshirt with the hood I be stealin' the snuff And my lil' man fillin' the dutch While chillin' the cut All my lean chicks feelin' my stance Chinese spring on the jeans chicks feelin' my pants And I got the steal in my pants Don't grind on me I can't dance I got the 9 on me Heckler and Cotch mami Fresh from the box mami Gotcha panani wet cause I'm fresh to the sox mami Fresh from the block mami So I makin' it fun See lifes a bitch but I'm makin' her cum And I'm... Hook Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |