Grip - The Lox! lyrics

[Verse 1: GRIP] Watch 'em, blossom, I rose from the dirt with holes in my shirt, uh Same Glock 40 I been toting since birth Know what you worth, before you sell your soul for a dollar And them chips is nachos I need the whole enchilada I done went toe to toe, blow for blow with the squabblers Mode since a toddler stole from the store with my partners And rode in Impala with the scammers and the robbers Big banana and the blammer sure to handle any problems I'm clutching my sh*t at any sign of funny business I got this toolie to maneuver thru the monkey wrenches You can assume my momma been knew that her son a menace At age 2, all I wanted was a gun for Christmas Run the slums with misfits jumping fences, ni**as dumping biscuits With the numbers missing bullets humming whistling oh here comes forensics Police hunt for witness and ain't hear nothing but crickets Gotta have tunnel vision this jungles vicious [Hook: GRIP] I want the LOX: Money, Power, Respect Need a check where the guap, ni**as think they next I'm at they necks on they tops, sneak dissin' GRIP Oh no, I don't box, keep a pole for the ops I want the LOX: Money, Power, Respect Need a check where the guap, ni**as think they next I'm at they necks on they tops, sneak dissin' GRIP Oh no, I don't box, keep a pole for the ops [Verse 2: GRIP] ni**a we was in apartments back-a-flippin' on pissy mattresses Now I be having it Wreaking havoc on any acting like it's some static Don't care what your status is Statistician I'm good with them numbers But I ain't adding up no hooks or no jumpers Or triple doubles ni**as tripping I'm doubling Triping dubs and fifties and hunnids Hondale, vamanos I ain't tryna fight Napoleon Dynamite b*tch, you know that close, got too much going on To respond to post from these Twitter thugs On the net, you like 2Pac on "Hit 'Em Up" When you see me, "It's Grip, oh sh*t, it's love Can my girlfriend get a hug?" I done seen ni**a switch the demeanor And pick up the nina and flick up in beamers to fit in But your last album it was kumbiyah My lord, who is you kidding Get the sh*t how you living I ain't never worried 'bout another ni**a pockets Gripper had to go and get this sh*t popping Really wasn't no other option I want the I want the [Hook: GRIP] I want the LOX: Money, Power, Respect Need a check where the guap, ni**as think they next I'm at they necks on they tops, sneak dissin' GRIP Oh no, I don't box, keep a pole for the ops I want the LOX: Money, Power, Respect Need a check where the guap, ni**as think they next I'm at they necks on they tops, sneak dissin' GRIP Oh no, I don't box, keep a pole for the ops [Verse 3: Tate228] b*tch, we came from the bottom, got bathed in the struggle But my trouble turned to accomplishments Hear the talks on the net but some shots at they neck'll Make hating sh*t turn into compliments Think I'm playing you gamble? Aye bet on your life fu*k it double down twice and come try it then Let me know if it's beef when we meet in the crease Of these seats I keep condiments How you go from having scholarship To claiming big slime, you better stop that sh*t You gotta strap in your hand but I see in your face That you too scared to pop a zit Boy y'all be ass backwards How your pants sagging with no guap just some pocket lint You know I been running it up With these pads in the front sh*t I think I can stop a blitz Get off your ass and get active, quit acting Get that mail and rip it out that package Money, power and respect wrapped in plastic Once it scaled I make it do gymnastics Somersault and got it flipping it through traffic I sold three bows out the door that's a hat trick Counted me out but I still made it happen Tell them labels cut a check, we can half it ni**a, cause [Hook: GRIP] I want the LOX: Money, Power, Respect Need a check where the guap, ni**as think they next I'm at they necks on they tops, sneak dissin' GRIP Oh no, I don't box, keep a pole for the ops I want the LOX: Money, Power, Respect Need a check where the guap, ni**as think they next I'm at they necks on they tops, sneak dissin' GRIP Oh no, I don't box, keep a pole for the ops