Dre Pierré - A.S. 18 lyrics

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Dre Pierré - A.S. 18 lyrics

[Intro: Dre Pierré] Uh, yea It's that n***a Dre Pierré comin' live from Eternal Presence The livest goons from the black lagoon Reporting live New legends in the making Ay-yo, Houston I think we got a problem New World Disorder's in progress with Ghost McGrady on the beat Look, I'm a just let my n***as tell 'em what's up Ay-yo show 'em what the deal is [Verse 1: A.Belief] I'm optimistic and an opportunist So I'm a k** all of you n***as at rap and then become a moon man Not running away from bullets that stray nor taking shots But one yawk from Box will make ya squad do the Wop With that being said, got no chances of going Pop Make Pop go me lyrically Pac, I'm OG Sorry for the wait, but yeah ya know me I'm a perfectionist, molestin' spits, far from the old me Two prices on my head Original and clearance Just trying to make a mill without government interference Pops told me the only way they hear it if it's coherent Or something like that Now give me the mic back I'm in an all black hoodie, with a black nap sack Walking through the hood screaming give me my life back It's Eternal Presence, you peasants less abstract No lies, all facts, grey skies, get off my sack n***a I'm just trying to relax This verse is a throwaway, now tell me where that bar at [Verse 2: Para-Soul] [Verse 4: Dre Pierré] f** a hook, we goin' all in If n***as trip then I promise we never be fallin' If chicks is callin', then I got 'em on a dial If I'm k**ing these stupid motherf**ers we going to trial Ever since the day that I hopped in a hellhole Looking at the snakes, I could never trust another soul These trash rappers getting bent over by majors Danger! You get crossed up if you's a hater f** everybody my clique 'bout to get dough Gats started spittin' everybody hit the flo You must be stupid if you tryna run up On EP, We d-double e-p, Cum in yo girl's e-y-e and She a dime too, so don't ask for a quarter It's torture and slaughter in a city full of disorder No sticks and stones can break my bones That's why we hold heat, every time I speak you get Shocked and surprised, shaking from head to feet And we out k**ing sh** like it's nada I bet you like my double entendres See you mañana n***a

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