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proof – thats wots up lyrics

[intro: salam wreck & proof]
yeah big proof
that’s wots up
grown man sh!t
that’s wots up
everybody from 9 mile down to jefferson
that’s wots up
getting they hustle on, getting that grind on
c’mon

[verse 1: proof]
i turn my ear to the hood and listen to the drama
grew up the hard way ’cause i ain’t listen to my mama
picture my karma, a son at 15, i left lonely
i’m pouring cisco out for best homies
death only breathes the way to live
i give my kids a better way, build a bridge
from the blocks to the burbs
show the money impossible terms
to cope with the culprit is shot with the words
“can’t we all get along!” h+ll nah, every man in my clique is needing work
it ain’t no grips or no bleeding shirts, it’s no colours, n+ggas is real to the gristle
you wanna go to war motherf+cker, we gon’ send you ass a missile
my team don’t even see how my mind gets iller
as the time goes realer as a grimy n+gga
yeah you see me on awards, don’t see me on the source
like i said “you mouth off you gon’ see on your porch”
[chorus: mu & with proof]
if i don’t talk to you we ain’t speaking, that’s wots up
you wanna war well i guess we beefing, that’s wots up
see i got k!llers in every precinct, that’s wots up
i got locked up on the weekend, i’m right back out on the week and
you got a pistol you better keep it, that’s wots up
’cause it ain’t over ’til i say we even, that’s wots up
but you a hoe if you try to sneak me, that’s wots up
you better watch how you treat me, one day you gon’ need me, that’s wots up

[verse 2: proof]
ayo i smashed d+dub in the club, he talk too much (shut up)
had the streets on royce, he done walked too much
wrote a letter to yayo to keep his mind tight
in hindsight i see the time’s right, f+ck this limelight
and tell [thyme?] know i felt ’bout [ty?]
hundred thousand later sh+t, b+tch i wished that he die
dogmatic’s like my dog, d+mn near my best friend
lay a n+gga on his back for love, no question
i used to rep one hood, ‘matic said “no dudey!
don’t you get it mothaf+cka, you run this whole city!”
imagine proof out and about having shout outs in your house
blast your grill, have your t++th move out of your mouth
if is a fifth and y’all all f+cked up, don’t ever spit venom
turn b+tch n+gga, i hit women
corona, blue nun mixed with the moët
murder ink. and esham, my n+ggas is no threat
this is it, shady gave me the keys (keys)
[chorus: mu & with proof]
if i don’t talk to you we ain’t speaking, that’s wots up
you wanna war well i guess we beefing, that’s wots up
see i got k!llers in every precinct, that’s wots up
i got locked up on the weekend, i’m right back out on the week and
you got a pistol you better keep it, that’s wots up
’cause it ain’t over ’til i say we even, that’s wots up
but you a hoe if you try to sneak me, that’s wots up
you better watch how you treat me, one day you gon’ need me, that’s wots up

- proof lyrics

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