t3 - cap lyrics
[intro]
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
oh what the f+ck man, like
ha, ha, ha
(606 baby)
[verse 1]
look, look, look
i’m a uptown n+gga
i’m a sharp neck baby
on the block with the gas slinging that like the 80’s
i’m outside everyday with that pack on me daily
at silver start for dinner, eating rice with the gravy
yeah, i’m always around but i’m just out of sight
and i’ma always play the ch+nks until they ran out of rice
i took a gamble with my life, i was rolling the dice
and you be hanging with them rats
yeah you roll with the mice
[chorus]
i ain’t worried bout no rap ass
cap ass, batter in the back ass
walking with no mac ass
lacking with no gat ass
shoot ’em he gon’ rat ass
running with your fast ass
i’ma hit your black ass
i’ma pull this mac ass
[verse 2]
man, i ran into my dog and he gave me a chicken
so i put it in the wheel now i ride with a biscuit
they say “3ski what you want why you out herе limpin’?”
i got this .40 on my hip i ain’t out here slippin’
i got some 1942 and i’ma pour up ya’ b+tch
i’m tryna walk up in thе crib and put my d+ck in that b+tch
and she bouta’ f+ck me good cause she think that im lit
i’m from sharpneck baby, b+tch you know what it is
and we gon’ slide, we got the hammers (606 baby)
we got the wock, and the fanta
nd’ they be flexing, uh, for the camera
i go ape sh+t, i go bananas
[verse 3]
and they ain’t f+ckin’ with the mob
man you know that we tied
these rappers sweet like p+ssy
sat+rday they listen to plies
these n+ggas moving like they wolves
but they sheep in disguise
they know when it come to beef we like steak with the fries
i got a vlone hoodie, it got a big glock in it
i heard he a alcoholic we gon’ put shots in ’em
i heard he f+ck a lot of b+tches
he can’t f+ck my b+tches
they call me iceberg slim, i love all my b+tches
[chorus]
i ain’t worried bout no rap ass
cap ass, battery in the back ass
walking with no mac ass
lacking with no gat ass
shoot ’em he gon’ rat ass
running with your fast ass
i’ma hit your black ass
i’ma pull this mac ass
[outro]
i’ma uptown n+gga, i’ma sharpneck baby
on the block with the gas slinging crack like the 80’s
i’m outside everyday with that pack on me daily
at silver start for dinner eating rice with the gravy
(606 f+cked this up)
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