A.G. - How It Sounds lyrics

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A.G. - How It Sounds lyrics

[Verse One: Sean Price] I'm Boot Camp for life Never worry about the god I get cream Say I switch teams, get lumped like Mitch Green Yo, plus I'm MFC for life Like my Hennessy straight in a gla**, no ice You remember me? Great, if I pa** your wife Remember me through our seed, her a** is trife Know, I push a hot car Go in a hot bar Slap the bartender, go outside piss on a cop car n***as tell me "Ruck you'se the ba*tard type." I'm like, "Go f** yourself you hermaphrodite." Never do a show, a song unless the cash is right But I give a ho a thong if her a** is tight Copping an E, yo ma, pop to your knee Have you knocking my knees, bust a shot on her tee When I jump out the car, eyes locking at me Ain't my fault that I'm popular B f** you looking at? [Scratch Hook] "See how it sounds" - KRS-One 'My Philosophy' "You see it" - M.O.P 'Foundation' "A lot of" - KRS-One 'My Philosophy' "MC's" - Slick Rick "See how it sounds" "You're about to see" - Rakim 'Microphone Fiend' "Heavy dream cats" - QN5 'Ghetto Like D&D' "Get paid" "See how it sounds" "You see it" "A lot of" "MC's" "See how it sounds" "You're about to see" "Rapper's back on another level" - Big Noyd 'Usual Suspects' [Verse Two: Jimmy Grands] Huh Living next door to the ones that'll leave you leaky Burn one for Freaky Burn one for Pun Burn one for L Burn one if you like the burn and the smell Jimmy go on spree and twist about three of the things Y'all n***as know the songs I sing That nasty, filthy, underground Urban, stocking cap over the turban So whether country Whether city E'rywhere Spit it an*log, spit it digi Uh huh Watch me, y'all know the god do rhyme Roll with fam that 9 to 5 and do crime I'm like no other I rhyme cause I love ta And still chop my weed up on album covers Jimmy Grand review, my preview bumping Some be the sh**, forever dumping Uh huh [Scratch Hook] [Verse Three: AG] Y'all n***as be fronting on A like, "He ain't hot." co*k it and blast it in they face n***a and he ain't shot Just a verse of the lead and we never do like them It's too late in this game to be telling ya, who I am But I'm the rapper that battled the beast Same one that married the priest of the nun that carry the seed We weed addicts that ain't never high If Doug and Dave tell you they don't pa** it, they ain't never lie So we the ones that lock the cops up I even rock the drop with the top up Hear the shots and not duck AG is the ba*tard that slaved the master And I shine when I want just to play with NASA I'm the tale that wagged the dog We walk before we had to crawl I'm the nut that pa**ed the [?] We the cause and effect and raw as it get And we that call that's collect that y'all don't wanna accept C'mon [Scratch Hook]

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