Havoc, Giggs, Cormega - Ironic lyrics

Made a little paper now, ain't it ironic?
Said I wouldn't make it
Never make it out the projects
But they still there now, ain't it ironic?
My pockets do calistethics my shit so bolic
Can't fit it in my wallet
I don't sniff narcotic
Natural high, y'all niggas can't cop it
Had a fucked up life, for the world
Wouldn't swap it one hell of a story
Might as well make a profit
My brother died young
Round the same time as Biggie
So this ain't nothing new my heart
Was cold from the giddy
While niggas in the mirror
Tryna get all pretty
I'm fighting with the bouncers
Get my team in with me
Spent nights in the cold, sipping on gold
It's not what you deserve


Get what your hand hold
Forever, y'all fold for violating the code
Bitch feeling horny, all she gotta do is blow

That mother fucker and that motherfucker
I ain't nothing like 'em
I'm that motherfucker
You body bag who? I ain't that motherfucker
It's a war going on, take that, motherfucker
Catch a fade now, nigga, got the cannons
Motherfucker
We can trade shots where you standing
Motherfucker
Leave your boy stiff, tryna tell you
Motherfuckers when niggas get hit
They some telling motherfuckers

Everything you tryna do, I already did
Even if you wished me death, I already lived
And came up considerably
Came from experience
Don't bite the hand that feed you
One day may get you rich
Is the emphasis in this conflicting
Myth of better living
The worst comes more often, remember this
Hate is no different than
Love that ain't genuine
Art imitates life, I convey realism
Schemes, I prepared for them
Dreams I'm fulfilling, indeed
Odds I overcame are immeasurable
You find out who thorough
When charges are federal
Weak links exposed when
Once seemed inseparable a chain reaction
Praise you had in the street
Ain't the same when you change your status
I stay adapting to make it happen
And made it out the same place you trapped in

That mother fucker and that motherfucker
I ain't nothing like 'em
I'm that motherfucker
You body bag who? I ain't that motherfucker
It's a war going on, take that, motherfucker
Catch a fade now, nigga, got the cannons
Motherfucker
We can trade shots where you standing
Motherfucker
Leave your boy stiff, tryna tell you
Motherfuckers when niggas get hit
They some telling motherfuckers

Who's who, my nigga? My nigga, who's who?
Gangster, niggas from YouTube'll
Get moved to
Coo coo, pussyhole nigga that's in a tutu
Two twos, man got the prick
My niggas move loose
Cognac, man got the yak
Ain't sipping two juice
Think back when I gave Dubz
The likkle deuce deuce
Tulse told Saj grab the champagne
And get the Goose scoot
Toot toot, man grabbed a chick
A Betty Boop Boop
They never watched, never got the message
Never got the gwop, never got the method
Never watched a Glock, never got the effort
Never gonna stop, man forever kweff 'em
Metal under tops, never got the lesson
Man are from the Narm, never got the Peckham
Man have got the arms and we gotta get 'em
And man don't deal with can't's, man
I've gotta test 'em went and got the dank
Said they wanted light, went and got the lamp
Buck said it was light
Went and got the champ man was on the ite
Went and popped the champs
Man was on their bikes
Went and got the shanks
Then I switched the life
Now I've got the stamp
Swimming for their lives when
Man got the plank
And man was getting by, now I got the bank

That mother fucker and that motherfucker
I ain't nothing like 'em
I'm that motherfucker
You body bag who? I ain't that motherfucker
It's a war going on, take that, motherfucker
Catch a fade now, nigga, got the cannons
Motherfucker
We can trade shots where you standing
Motherfucker
Leave your boy stiff, tryna tell you
Motherfuckers when niggas get hit
They some telling motherfuckers