Guilty Simpson - Squeeze lyrics

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Guilty Simpson - Squeeze lyrics

[Intro:] Now tell your f**in goons To sit the f** down before We start squeezin in this b**h You dont want these innocent people Getting hurt [Verse 1: Ka] This heat resistant gla** ain't for coffee The quick snort the sick port its more costly Moms praise these car babys, streets morph me The block wasn't sweet, acidic, bitter and salty Legitimate frigid never figured trigger'd defrost me Literals tight, my vision is lofty This n***a read poetry, bear witness like Notary Rarely say my name but n***as know it's me At night browsin' the price gougin got the lowest fee No sleep no deep till i merge a floater And I survived tides with more birds than Noah Gotta ride new steele to stay fed I dont lie im too real to play dead Savage hour, get devoured they spray lead Bags of flour, can't cower and make bread Tough muscles stand the heat in the kitchen Plus I have quick hands and plans to keep siftin' From never ran with a grand i chase that Or curve servin' how i place on no place mat 4's and 5's theres forks and knives Cut the cake so let the frosting drys Dish it out, leave it Thats it im squeezin' These beats the packages of the gift that im breathin' [Verse 2: Guilty Simpson] Uh I'm victorious, the only L's to take get gutted Cats ballin' on a budget Penchin pennies, black label henny on ice Scars in strife, neighborhood stars and stripes Its no TMZ its just elite MC's Big dogs wanna bark and bite Raw, paint pictures with words Pull guns and draw Yeah, im livin out my artist life Chief from a fine 2 leaf I smoke good in the hood Like i blew a gasket Still im mobile enough To creep on your truck And let it buck on your crew in traffic Karma Lettin off hate i harbored, the barber I line em' up and cut parts for torture Im black hearted, im nots typcial Ill leave you in critical Im not your everyday rap artist [Verse 3: Roc Marciano] I burst two shots Birds emerge from the rooftops I serve from the soup pot Blue pot, my n***as shoot cops Move loose rocks, blue tops Hit the blocks, im like Lennox Your lyrics are xeroxed Im rare like a millionaires tear drops Got soul like the Four Tops Ya popped in the bu*tocks With buckshots, face shots call it botox The castle walls' too hot to blow rocks Im in the Beamer gettin slow top Live in the fast lane I clipped the spliff in the ashtray Gats to spray, splash the grey cabriolet Dance on the pa-ca-calloway Car jack your Caddy like its valet Grace like the ballet You half weight My mask made of African clay Snag your la** off a gla** of Alizé Long barrel, ride the white horse, no saddle Scadaddle from La to Settle (giddyup) Black apparel the engine in the 5 rattle The mask is bedazzled Bally sneaker n***a Your freaks in between sheets, quiver Keep tricks like the flea flicker Uma street n***a, n***a

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