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King Los – Try Me (Freestyle)

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King Los – Try Me (Freestyle) Lyrics

(Verse) Uh, speakin’ of Chancey, I run the bill up Once I’m in my 
groove, you screwed, that’s a Philips Hell yea, I got up and I’m still 
up Poppin’ off Bellair, ? Weak niggas loud bu the strong quiet My 
niggas knock off pounds like LeBron diet Ballin’ since do or die was the 
anthem Movin’ piles, runnin’ suicides in the Phantom Fuck it, I think the 
Roy more sick Squares bout to push my button like Atari joystick I go 
range on the week-end, seas like the weep end Faded bum Rae, 50 shades and 
some retail Niggas fucked up the game when they let you geeks in I should 
crossover cause all you niggas is reaching Like these bitches want your time 
first I tell a hoe like you can keep your pussy, what your mind worth? All 
these niggas wanna shine first Niggas want the top, but nobody wanna climb 
first I just multiply on these bastards Niggas live in a box, you ain’t 
gotta buy em a casket Uh, comin’ from my hood, it ain’t very fun How 
niggas get old fast but get buried young And yo city don’t wanna see you 
fly I rep us bitch, not me or I When a crown big as my G ride Play ball 
apart three, that’s thugga’s projects, east side Fast lot, the more they see 
I drop the mixtape G-5 Six years later got another deal, now a nigga fly 
G5 Hit a coach, I get em in the game Finna post up, pivot in the 
lane Niggas insane, I just get to this chain You fishes luscious, ya say 
that ridiculous Shit like a bitch then like a bitch I will aim Missin’ my 
name, ain’t no bitchin’ my name Look at me nigga, I figure that you’ll be 
inspired By all of these riches and fame Name in em bright lights, go try 
and get the hype right Bitch, I’m everywhere but in em lame niggas eye 
sight Uh, or in a bitch nigga’s armreach Yeah, mean you, bitch nigga, we 
in Palm Beach I got ya cuffin’ yo girl in advance But why would I give a 
fuck if the world in my hands Gripin’ the steerin’ wheel of the rafe She 
said a girl chill at her place I sell week-end, don’t ride, baby You know 
you need a third wheel when ya race Homie, I know these loud niggas might 
hype you But I’ll put a period on yo life cycle Period. You a life 
cycle Niggas spot you at the pad and they might wipe you Bitch nigga, 
adjust yo volume and save that talk talk for ya album

(Hook) Let a nigga try me (try me) Put 100 on his head that’s a 
Maserati See me gettin’ money wanna stand beside me Bitch i ain’t got no 
friends all i got is family Be a episode of Martin if ya niggas try 
me Brum man, give ya wind, you can’t eva ground me Or have my bitch Pam 
waitin’ in ya loby You know she go hard, she sleep wit the Tommy My little 
nigga cold, do this for a hobby I tell him big Shurly thats a heavy 
body All ya niggas hoes, ya don’t petrify me If we can’t get to you we 
hittin’ everybody Let a nigga try me (try me) Bitch, we servin’ cake, come 
and get a nine piece Yeah, I keep my old dawg right beside me Niggas front 
like they a menace, then they turn to Chancey 
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King Los – Try Me (Freestyle)

King Los – Try Me (Freestyle) Lyrics (Hook) Let a nigga try me (try me) Put 100 on his head that’s a Maserati See me gettin’ money wan...

King Los ft. Royce Da 5'9" & Shanica Knowles - Don't Get In My Way Lyrics

<CENTER> </CENTER> <CENTER>Don't Get In My Way Lyrics by King Los ft. Royce Da 5'9" & Shanica Knowles </CENTER> <CENTER> </CENTER> <CENTER>The real life Riches to Rags tale of one of Baltimore's biggest drug Kingpins One of the biggest in Baltimore, according to the DEA Trading at least 1,000 kilos of coke, tens of millions worth, right in our area Garnett Smith may have made fortunes dealing cocaine and heroin, but it cost him his freedom</CENTER> <CENTER>See in Baltimore City we don't really give a fuck, niggas die everyday, that's way this shit goes How the fuck you think these niggas supposed to care when the cops ain't sharing and the drugs coming slow? Nigga need a price for this shit on the low man. It's hit a plug hit 'em and he fuck around and split Nigga said "Damn that was really your plan? If you take my money, I can take your bitch." Damn, shit getting crazy these days (shit getting crazy these days) What the fuck is going on? Playing with another nigga change had an AK spraying at your brain Damn Man I heard they ran up and his crib took his bitch and all his purse an all his jewelry all his motherfucking chain He said when I catch him I'ma send these boys a message, time to teach these whores a lesson, end the motherfucking game Man, nigga do you dirty, got me drop topping in a brand new Glock 30 It's like a dark cloud always over my town and this shit get real when the sun go down</CENTER> <CENTER>When the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way When my wine gets cold, all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way It's not so bad and you wave white flags when I'm all up in your face When you cross that line, you won't be fine 'till I put you in your place Don't get in my way</CENTER> <CENTER>I used to be defined by having the biggest nine Being followed by a stripper chilling with a fifth of Bombay Now I'm just a stand up nigga looking down, dealing with the digits and the pounds, don't get in my way Hollow head, bullets got a forehead on 'em looking big as Shaday On my way to visit yet another project chick, she living building 5A I be there everyday, with another chick They be singing to each other "You're all I need to get by." Mary J's, John Blaze on some other shit Niggas wearing plaid shirts around their waist instead of weapons so this tec's playing checkers with them for the thug of it On your mark (mark), nigga where your heart? Couldn't knock a glass of water off the table with a running start My hypothesis is I'm cut from a different cloth God stop, make it with a rhinoceros Y'all ballers, nigga I'm extinct, heater by the sink, y'all in hot water I'm a Molotov thrower, y'all the cop callers When it pops off it's shots falling all the smoke clears after shit happened</CENTER> <CENTER>When the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way When my wine gets cold, all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way It's not so bad and you wave white flags when I'm all up in your face When you cross that line, you won't be fine 'till I put you in your place Don't get in my way</CENTER> <CENTER>Been flexing since big body legends Fronting like you getting it but your click probably stressing My whip got 'em guessing, my clip got the answer If a prick got a question then your bitch probably pressing I cop, fly drops and new sneakers I've been top notch since high tops and 2 beepers Ye ain't know my frequency, I frequent the war dog Frequent the drawers off, in the shit with the doors off I ain't chopping the top or murkin the tire Cop 'em on tour until you know I'm murkin attire Know some OG's, OT that murk the supplier Chop the whole bird up in an herb with a fire Slow down, show you how to earn that shit Whip the wheel count and money while you turn that shit I told a bitch, "Look, you get one turn, that's it. Just don't get no Lipstick on this Irv Man shit."</CENTER> <CENTER>I'm from the murder, where bitch niggas murked if you piss me Either you pushing work or you working with the 50 But my circle never shifting, I copped my bitches red Birkin bags And got 'em jumping out of purple 760's Got a house in the hills but I'm as real as it get I feel as good as I look and I look as a good as a bitch I got a stack of hundreds, that say none of you niggas rapping want it You fucking Photoshop bitches that look wack in public Passes? I'm my hood? Nigga hell no Benz on the arm, you can call that an elbow Get it? I said Benz on the arm Meaning once you punch the pins on the strength of the arm And at the same time, your elbow. Pins on your arm But I'm really in a Bent, with the arm And I've got it bullet proof, so really I've got the whole bent arm Same color as baking soda with the O bent arm</CENTER> <CENTER>O bent arm, back over the stove Whip it up one time for my nigga Marty Jones In the feds, but he used to keep the V's all chrome It's still block shit, my niggas C's came home Probably dig the money up and cop a fucking phantom We don't know you from the streets, you mother fuckers looking random Talking much, you finna get a nigga yee ain't never had it Stay the fuck up out my way that's how I let it, god dammit When the sky turns night...</CENTER> <CENTER>When the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way When my wine gets cold, all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way It's not so bad and you wave white flags when I'm all up in your face When you cross that line, you won't be fine 'till I put you in your place Don't get in my way</CENTER> <CENTER>You have reached the voice mailbox of: 765-552-4053 </CENTER> <CENTER> </CENTER>

King Los ft. Royce Da 5'9" & Shanica Knowles - Don't Get In My Way Lyrics

Don't Get In My Way Lyrics by King Los ft. Royce Da 5'9" & Shanica Knowles The real life Riches to Rags tale of one of...

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