Jace, Zip K. - Unwelcomed lyrics
[Jace, Zip K. - Unwelcomed lyrics]
I tell the competition bueno noches
The shit I write is poetry
Pimpin only I talk a nun into adultery
I from where the OGs sit on the porches
And they smoke the whole shit
I mean extinguishing the roaches
I been on a motion to lift the culture
But watch how you approach we
Still lift the toaster
Tell my bitch to hit the
Kroger and tip the grocer
Birkin heavy on her shoulder she tippin over
Only answer to Jehovah i thought ya told
So much range it's a shame
I ain't gotta Rover
All my niggas shop with Lucky
Like we got a clover
All the youngings think I'm
East Atlanta’s Cosa Nostra
I maneuver so kosher amongst the vultures
But this lack of trust make me antisocial
And I don't seem to fit
In with the other locals
I gotta keep these doors open
To get some closure
Cause we might cuz we might kill ya
Then go pick ya bitch up
Front you for a price and hit the switch up
Might rob ya for ya whole fucking zip up
Come around real niggas might get ya, nigga
My side this is how we are on my side
We do not fuck around on my side
You do not come around if
You ain't from my side
Cause we might cause we might
Kill ya then go pick ya bitch up
Charge you for a price and hit the switch up
Might rob ya for ya whole fucking zip up
Come around real niggas might get ya
I tell my opposition bueno dias
Come meet a genius need my dough thick
We can't no do no little Caesars
My predicament the meanest
I can't believe this
They done booked my nigga
Bam dem encyclopedias
I so happen came out clean
As some white Adidas if I make enough cream
Then it might can feed us
Till them other niggas bitter
As some lemon squeezes
That's the same shit trigger all the
Trigger squeezing aye
Got dammit I done found my niche lil bitch
Juugin till a nigga
Eatin Krispy Kreme donuts doin donuts in a 6
In Zone 6 oh lord
I done loss my innocents for the Benjamins
All my niggas into shit no coincidence
And the house ain't on a hill
Ain't no picket fence welcome to it
The shit I write is poetry
Pimpin only I talk a nun into adultery
I from where the OGs sit on the porches
And they smoke the whole shit
I mean extinguishing the roaches
I been on a motion to lift the culture
But watch how you approach we
Still lift the toaster
Tell my bitch to hit the
Kroger and tip the grocer
Birkin heavy on her shoulder she tippin over
Only answer to Jehovah i thought ya told
So much range it's a shame
I ain't gotta Rover
All my niggas shop with Lucky
Like we got a clover
All the youngings think I'm
East Atlanta’s Cosa Nostra
I maneuver so kosher amongst the vultures
But this lack of trust make me antisocial
And I don't seem to fit
In with the other locals
I gotta keep these doors open
To get some closure
Cause we might cuz we might kill ya
Then go pick ya bitch up
Front you for a price and hit the switch up
Might rob ya for ya whole fucking zip up
Come around real niggas might get ya, nigga
My side this is how we are on my side
We do not fuck around on my side
You do not come around if
You ain't from my side
Cause we might cause we might
Kill ya then go pick ya bitch up
Charge you for a price and hit the switch up
Might rob ya for ya whole fucking zip up
Come around real niggas might get ya
I tell my opposition bueno dias
Come meet a genius need my dough thick
We can't no do no little Caesars
My predicament the meanest
I can't believe this
They done booked my nigga
Bam dem encyclopedias
I so happen came out clean
As some white Adidas if I make enough cream
Then it might can feed us
Till them other niggas bitter
As some lemon squeezes
That's the same shit trigger all the
Trigger squeezing aye
Got dammit I done found my niche lil bitch
Juugin till a nigga
Eatin Krispy Kreme donuts doin donuts in a 6
In Zone 6 oh lord
I done loss my innocents for the Benjamins
All my niggas into shit no coincidence
And the house ain't on a hill
Ain't no picket fence welcome to it