Schoolboy Q, Jadakiss - Groovy Tony / Eddie Kane lyrics
Schoolboy Q [Quincy Matthew Hanley] Wiesbaden, West Germany/South Central LA, CA, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[Schoolboy Q, Jadakiss - Groovy Tony / Eddie Kane lyrics]
Blank face, trey-eight kill everybody
Fuck an AK sell narcotics
I step my dollars up to Bill Gates
Push all limit's, you lookin' timid
Need to back off punk-ass cops
Them crackers want us with our Black off
Thug life, nigga, since '96
I wanted to gangbang
Few years later, I'm really from it
We was still kids crack off, nigga
I'm squeezing empties 'til the shell break
Fuck my image, I need to drop
I need the blank face
Cause brain damage from my mechanics
Keep a tool waist sell narcotics
I'm slangin' diamonds with you back then
Stack large commas, you with your riders
Where your backbone? You can't fold figures
I make deposit's with the gold grin
Jeans look dirty
I lift the Chevy with the rims on
All bad bitches
They wanna fuck me with the cap gone
Real life nigga
I'm in the stu' 'til all the weed blown
Way long, long
I hid the dope behind the cellphone
Y'all don't hear me, I want the money right
Uh groovy Tony, no-face killer, I
See the money right, uh
Yo, blank face, clear everything
Out the safe, crack the pig bank
Robbin' your kids too, my heart an igloo
The devil in all blue, huh (yeah)
Die now, go to Heaven or bring 'em through
Lot of brown 'round here
Got that white girl for you (Girl for you)
Uh, and she swimming in firewater
Could be double digit's piercing
Through your Civic
Most die before they hear it
Turn a nigga to a spirit
Drive slow, oh, ayy
Hit the curb with shattered mirrors
Look around, now you're hellbound
Boogie down bullshit, I won't allow
Slang a bird every hou'
Smack a nigga with the heat
Contradictin' every piece
Leave him triple-six laying in defeat
Can you dig it? Struck a
Match that won't finish
Drop a nigga off, get a nigga whipped
Squeezin' fingertips, ayy (Ayy)
Blank face, trey-eight kill everybody
Fuck an AK
Sell narcotics and step my dollars
Up to Bill Gates
Push all limit's, you lookin' timid
Need to back off punk-ass cops
Them crackers want us with our Black off
Thug life, nigga
Since '96 I wanted to gangbang
Few years later, I'm really from it
We was still kids crack off, nigga
I'm squeezing empty 'til the shell break
Fuck my image, I need to drop
I need the blank face
Exactly what I'ma have when the cops come
(Shh)
Body language the same as when the shots rung
(yeah) holdin' a 38 and a shotgun (Woo)
Real nigga, we all know you are not one (Nah)
I'm runnin' with the rebels (Uh)
It's the three man weave with
The Lord and the devil (Woo)
Really all I need's a pitchfork and a shovel
(Uh, huh) if I can't proceed
Then I resort to the metal
Gettin' high, watchin' NBA League Pass
(Who winning?)
With your family at the repass
(My condolences) my heart's getting colder
When I hug your mom and
Look over her shoulder
You notice I got the (Blank face)
I ain't heard nothin', I ain't seen nothin'
(M-m-m) i ain't in the middle of
Nothin' or in between nothin' (Nothin')
F y'all, forever hate me
As I sit here while they interrogate me
I'm staring at 'em with the (Blank face)
Uh (Uh, yeah)
Top rack nigga, yeah, the money came with it
Huh new bitch with me, hope the booty came
With it, came with it, uh, yeah
Rims flyin' down the road, uh
Five in the morning, feds
Knockin' at my door, huh
Toilet full of dope while
My burner knee-high, uh
Told me put the gun down
I'm probably gon' die
I know, I know, big guns, sell dope
Eddie Kane's lil' bro, hundred K, one whip
Ah
Open Eddie Kane for hire, huh
Been tryna get rich for hours (Hey, yeah)
Nights like this, I wish
Cocaine drops would fall woo
Yo, uh yo, uh
Need the car with no mileage
Kristoff for my palate
My cigar full of cabbage
Came from the dirt to the carrots
Gettin' dirty dollars
Four different baby mamas
Dope between the speakers
So fuck you, Mr teacher, 'cause the paper
I ace it lead tried to erase it
But I'm still standing
They mad and everything, nothin' given
I'ma take it first
On the trees like a hammock
Flippin' work behind the campus
Young Groovy turn your hood into a movie
(To a movie)
Gangbangin', dope slangin', GTA-in'
Shoot the whole club up
Fuck tryna sneak the K in
On the road to riches thank you, Mr reagan
You helped them dollars rake in
And to my uncle that fucked up the family
That shit that you was smokin', I was pushin'
Residue lie on the cushion
I'ma blame it on your ass
'cause I ain't gettin' whoopings
And your proof is in the pudding
I'm just grandma's baby, Eddie Kane
Eddie Kane, Eddie Kane, uh
Standing in the white light, and we on
Is there any other smokers in here? Huh
And we on
Is there any other smokers in here?
(Ahh) , huh, and we on
Is there any other smokers in here?
(Ahh) , huh
Keys open doors to the road to my heart (Ahh)
Dreams on the floor, bet a nigga stay high
And I know what makes the world go
'round? Go 'round? Woohoo
What makes the world go
'round? Go 'round? Woohoo woo, woohoo (yeah)
Walk right into the light
Getting a feeling alone in the night (Woohoo)
Vengeance comes, see spite for spice
You're my only Christ (Woohoo)
I have only eyes for you
I have only eyes for you (Woohoo)
Your soul is mine your soul is mine
Mine, mine
Fuck an AK sell narcotics
I step my dollars up to Bill Gates
Push all limit's, you lookin' timid
Need to back off punk-ass cops
Them crackers want us with our Black off
Thug life, nigga, since '96
I wanted to gangbang
Few years later, I'm really from it
We was still kids crack off, nigga
I'm squeezing empties 'til the shell break
Fuck my image, I need to drop
I need the blank face
Cause brain damage from my mechanics
Keep a tool waist sell narcotics
I'm slangin' diamonds with you back then
Stack large commas, you with your riders
Where your backbone? You can't fold figures
I make deposit's with the gold grin
Jeans look dirty
I lift the Chevy with the rims on
All bad bitches
They wanna fuck me with the cap gone
Real life nigga
I'm in the stu' 'til all the weed blown
Way long, long
I hid the dope behind the cellphone
Y'all don't hear me, I want the money right
Uh groovy Tony, no-face killer, I
See the money right, uh
Yo, blank face, clear everything
Out the safe, crack the pig bank
Robbin' your kids too, my heart an igloo
The devil in all blue, huh (yeah)
Die now, go to Heaven or bring 'em through
Lot of brown 'round here
Got that white girl for you (Girl for you)
Uh, and she swimming in firewater
Could be double digit's piercing
Through your Civic
Most die before they hear it
Turn a nigga to a spirit
Drive slow, oh, ayy
Hit the curb with shattered mirrors
Look around, now you're hellbound
Boogie down bullshit, I won't allow
Slang a bird every hou'
Smack a nigga with the heat
Contradictin' every piece
Leave him triple-six laying in defeat
Can you dig it? Struck a
Match that won't finish
Drop a nigga off, get a nigga whipped
Squeezin' fingertips, ayy (Ayy)
Blank face, trey-eight kill everybody
Fuck an AK
Sell narcotics and step my dollars
Up to Bill Gates
Push all limit's, you lookin' timid
Need to back off punk-ass cops
Them crackers want us with our Black off
Thug life, nigga
Since '96 I wanted to gangbang
Few years later, I'm really from it
We was still kids crack off, nigga
I'm squeezing empty 'til the shell break
Fuck my image, I need to drop
I need the blank face
Exactly what I'ma have when the cops come
(Shh)
Body language the same as when the shots rung
(yeah) holdin' a 38 and a shotgun (Woo)
Real nigga, we all know you are not one (Nah)
I'm runnin' with the rebels (Uh)
It's the three man weave with
The Lord and the devil (Woo)
Really all I need's a pitchfork and a shovel
(Uh, huh) if I can't proceed
Then I resort to the metal
Gettin' high, watchin' NBA League Pass
(Who winning?)
With your family at the repass
(My condolences) my heart's getting colder
When I hug your mom and
Look over her shoulder
You notice I got the (Blank face)
I ain't heard nothin', I ain't seen nothin'
(M-m-m) i ain't in the middle of
Nothin' or in between nothin' (Nothin')
F y'all, forever hate me
As I sit here while they interrogate me
I'm staring at 'em with the (Blank face)
Uh (Uh, yeah)
Top rack nigga, yeah, the money came with it
Huh new bitch with me, hope the booty came
With it, came with it, uh, yeah
Rims flyin' down the road, uh
Five in the morning, feds
Knockin' at my door, huh
Toilet full of dope while
My burner knee-high, uh
Told me put the gun down
I'm probably gon' die
I know, I know, big guns, sell dope
Eddie Kane's lil' bro, hundred K, one whip
Ah
Open Eddie Kane for hire, huh
Been tryna get rich for hours (Hey, yeah)
Nights like this, I wish
Cocaine drops would fall woo
Yo, uh yo, uh
Need the car with no mileage
Kristoff for my palate
My cigar full of cabbage
Came from the dirt to the carrots
Gettin' dirty dollars
Four different baby mamas
Dope between the speakers
So fuck you, Mr teacher, 'cause the paper
I ace it lead tried to erase it
But I'm still standing
They mad and everything, nothin' given
I'ma take it first
On the trees like a hammock
Flippin' work behind the campus
Young Groovy turn your hood into a movie
(To a movie)
Gangbangin', dope slangin', GTA-in'
Shoot the whole club up
Fuck tryna sneak the K in
On the road to riches thank you, Mr reagan
You helped them dollars rake in
And to my uncle that fucked up the family
That shit that you was smokin', I was pushin'
Residue lie on the cushion
I'ma blame it on your ass
'cause I ain't gettin' whoopings
And your proof is in the pudding
I'm just grandma's baby, Eddie Kane
Eddie Kane, Eddie Kane, uh
Standing in the white light, and we on
Is there any other smokers in here? Huh
And we on
Is there any other smokers in here?
(Ahh) , huh, and we on
Is there any other smokers in here?
(Ahh) , huh
Keys open doors to the road to my heart (Ahh)
Dreams on the floor, bet a nigga stay high
And I know what makes the world go
'round? Go 'round? Woohoo
What makes the world go
'round? Go 'round? Woohoo woo, woohoo (yeah)
Walk right into the light
Getting a feeling alone in the night (Woohoo)
Vengeance comes, see spite for spice
You're my only Christ (Woohoo)
I have only eyes for you
I have only eyes for you (Woohoo)
Your soul is mine your soul is mine
Mine, mine