Hi Fives - Sports Mix
Álbum: The Regiment - Drum Corps Hip Hop
Letras
Hi five, my guy, we get money why lie
Split the money why cry, we gone get more tonight
Wonder when I'm not gon' win thought when I die that's a might
Maybe to be polite I won't tell you you ain't right
We don't die we multiply, do addition at the bank
Know the numbers to the safe, subtract anyone who hate
Catch me somewhere with some models and some bottles of that drink
I got the gas fill up a Tank, we the army know your rank boy
Think boy before you make a move
This is chess this ain't checkers send my queen can handle you
Take a shot up at the crown you better have something to prove
You looking like a pawn you know you wrong boy you fool
Round of applause the only rounds you better think to give me
Got my homies we ain't sweet, we way more than 10 deep
Winners circle you a square you need to give us 10 feet
Or get stumped by 10 feet if we don't like your energy
We gone get the bag, we gone pop the tags
Move my wrist it flash, that's gone get you mad
Same go for the team, ballin like Kareem
My life a movie switch the scene now I'm in the Caribbean
Stacks of them stacks, packs of the pack
Mad cuz you lack what I have and been had
Back then you laid low and now you just whack
Facts
is the facts, facts is the facts
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