HDBeenDope - Rhymin’ lyrics
[HDBeenDope - Rhymin’ lyrics]
Yo, yo, yo
HD, Brooklyn, that 94' nigga from 94 nigga
Word up it's the Franky on the keys
And you know he does that shit with ease
And I'mma spit clean
Alright nigga, I got this shit
I'm from the Eastcoast
With a flow that please most
She might tell you she celibate
Bet she letting HD stroke and yo it's no
Contest steppin' to me with that nonsense
Spideysenses for hammers you can say
We got a nine sense
Look, I'm not a top-shotter
Posted on the block, glock-cock
For the fiends, Frank Lucas up in the sock
I almost was Stevie Lucas trying
To be like uncle Frankie
Addicted to fast money and women
Who call me daddy
Glady I picked the mic up BLAOW
I switch the style up BLAOW
I broke the rules and got a flow
To fuck your life up now
You write your thoughts in 140 characters
I express myself with this lyrical cannabis
Yo, you can try we'll never tie
Check your laces uh, I'm at the neck but
Fuck them southern outrageous
Yo, It's HD, watch me spread across the globe
Your talk means nothing if
You niggas can't show
Tell 'em don't come with that, bull
I'm not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like
Bitches on they wedding day, nigga
Check it, now when my tape knock rock drop
Thugs gon' lick shots, mad birds gon' flock
And fiends gon' puff that, yo
It's HD taking over for monopoly
I'm far from gay, ain't no
Way a brother topping me, pause
Now for that almighty dollar
Berettas hold power so these
Cowards get devoured
You cower for plenty hours scared to
Lose yours in Glock showers
So you cop three 4's from MrEisenhower
Now who's to flame
Just a product of the block
They won't never catch you tripping, cuz'
You keep a tight knot, uh
A good dude just got caught up in the evils
We living in America so
Niggas keep the eagle, yo
I digress now what's the topic? HD
A fly nigga so your girl swallow my cockpit
Yo
I'm on the rise so these niggas wanna diss
Fuck you Rugrats, you don't talk
You lipshitz it's about the cheddar
'bout the cheddar is what they tell us
So we overzealous us cuz' they oversell us
We want to live better, and sip Amaretta
So we stacking one till our
Blues are more better
That's Washingtons for you
Niggas that's incompetent
You make the wrong moves you'll
Get pressed like we're laundering
Greatness is what I'm pondering
Thought it then I accomplish it
Keep your lips sealed if your
Talk is less than consonance
I got dreams of whippin the best this ride
They asked me to kill the roach
I put the pest aside only green that I need
Is this motherfucking cream
Rap schemes from these niggas cause they
See the lights and chains gleam
They don't see the nights of
Staying up perfecting rhymes
They just see monclers
Watching expensive time
They say I'm below the totem pole
This little nigga got flows
That'll toast all foes
Like, lock and load though they
Keep the Glock close
Leave 'em red like a Maxi
Cause it's murder that I wrote
We some straight faced niggas
But we cheesin' for the cheese
The gangsters never smile so we
Cheesin' 'em for the G's
"Since 94" you should bump it everyday
But I'mma end it like this, AWYA
HD, Brooklyn, that 94' nigga from 94 nigga
Word up it's the Franky on the keys
And you know he does that shit with ease
And I'mma spit clean
Alright nigga, I got this shit
I'm from the Eastcoast
With a flow that please most
She might tell you she celibate
Bet she letting HD stroke and yo it's no
Contest steppin' to me with that nonsense
Spideysenses for hammers you can say
We got a nine sense
Look, I'm not a top-shotter
Posted on the block, glock-cock
For the fiends, Frank Lucas up in the sock
I almost was Stevie Lucas trying
To be like uncle Frankie
Addicted to fast money and women
Who call me daddy
Glady I picked the mic up BLAOW
I switch the style up BLAOW
I broke the rules and got a flow
To fuck your life up now
You write your thoughts in 140 characters
I express myself with this lyrical cannabis
Yo, you can try we'll never tie
Check your laces uh, I'm at the neck but
Fuck them southern outrageous
Yo, It's HD, watch me spread across the globe
Your talk means nothing if
You niggas can't show
Tell 'em don't come with that, bull
I'm not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like
Bitches on they wedding day, nigga
Check it, now when my tape knock rock drop
Thugs gon' lick shots, mad birds gon' flock
And fiends gon' puff that, yo
It's HD taking over for monopoly
I'm far from gay, ain't no
Way a brother topping me, pause
Now for that almighty dollar
Berettas hold power so these
Cowards get devoured
You cower for plenty hours scared to
Lose yours in Glock showers
So you cop three 4's from MrEisenhower
Now who's to flame
Just a product of the block
They won't never catch you tripping, cuz'
You keep a tight knot, uh
A good dude just got caught up in the evils
We living in America so
Niggas keep the eagle, yo
I digress now what's the topic? HD
A fly nigga so your girl swallow my cockpit
Yo
I'm on the rise so these niggas wanna diss
Fuck you Rugrats, you don't talk
You lipshitz it's about the cheddar
'bout the cheddar is what they tell us
So we overzealous us cuz' they oversell us
We want to live better, and sip Amaretta
So we stacking one till our
Blues are more better
That's Washingtons for you
Niggas that's incompetent
You make the wrong moves you'll
Get pressed like we're laundering
Greatness is what I'm pondering
Thought it then I accomplish it
Keep your lips sealed if your
Talk is less than consonance
I got dreams of whippin the best this ride
They asked me to kill the roach
I put the pest aside only green that I need
Is this motherfucking cream
Rap schemes from these niggas cause they
See the lights and chains gleam
They don't see the nights of
Staying up perfecting rhymes
They just see monclers
Watching expensive time
They say I'm below the totem pole
This little nigga got flows
That'll toast all foes
Like, lock and load though they
Keep the Glock close
Leave 'em red like a Maxi
Cause it's murder that I wrote
We some straight faced niggas
But we cheesin' for the cheese
The gangsters never smile so we
Cheesin' 'em for the G's
"Since 94" you should bump it everyday
But I'mma end it like this, AWYA