mazon - jealous lyrics
feat. cordell
(intro)
let’s see what it’s headin’ fo’
n-gg-s
(verse)
hey yo i step into the premises like i’m the owner
people starrin’ at us like they stuck in a coma
i’m single as a taller raisonneur
killin’ ’em like simpson, they dumber than homer
hittin’ ’em like homers, they poppin’ like sooner(?)
come here, cuff yo hoes, bruh, they wanderin’ on us
she trim me up so i’m callin’ ‘er sonia
i touch her with the blade now she stuck up in the maze
keys to my confedine stuck up in te cage
old disha dun’ been one, but it’s nuttin’, i’mma blaze one
in yo absence got a fraction of yo p-ssion
for the hustle, so for the muscle i been trappin’
and avoidin’ trouble, it’s lookin’ up but it’s a struggle
but i ain’t trippin’, i be d-mned if i ain’t spentin’
i’m joe cammel, x-factor with no pannels
here we go again, let’s win, let’s blow candles
m-th-f-cka!
(hook)
get yo money, whacha worried bout?
jealous cause my cd b-mpin’ at yo girl house?
real n-gg-s in a world drive
that’s why i make hits, just let leave the word out
put the herb out, you wanna sell mush
but my n-gg-s prolly wit me so you know sum’
yeah, ya know w-ssup, yeah ya know w-ssup
all my n-gg-s standin’ wit me let ya know w-ssup
(verse)
nine pound, break it down, roll sumth’ up
majority is gettin’ trapped, oh, you know w-ssup
yeah, i got my city in the cobra clutch
and if you disagree then you dunno w-ssup
before you bag on me loosin’ you betta owe one up
my n-gg-s h-t western union right when it opened up
tho unsuccessful, repercussions is stressful
it shows ya mine havin’ will to get ya
and i ain’t with the preacher, i ain’t wit the speaker
press the mind tight like a beacon portorican
got a n-gg- leakin’ songs, what the f-ck you n-gg-s on?!
ye ain’t f-ckin’ with the bull if ye ain’t hustle till it’s done
hustle till it’s gone, now the customers is swarm
and if ya didn’t rearite they blowin’ up ya phone
early hours in the ‘morn, either get it or you don’t
couple hunit for a zone, put my number in ya phone
get it done
(hook)
get yo money, whacha worried bout?
jealous cause my cd b-mpin’ at yo girl house?
real n-gg-s in a world drive
that’s why i make hits, just let leave the word out
put the herb out, you wanna sell mush
but my n-gg-s prolly wit me so you know sum’
yeah, ya know w-ssup, yeah ya know w-ssup
all my n-gg-s standin’ wit me let ya know w-ssup
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