Km.G - Never Missin' A Beat lyrics

[Intro] From every head and a** May dollar's flow Ohhh Something new for ya Well alright Black mafia life I hear ya, I hear ya So get it right ya'll Well alright ya'll Ha ha ha I got's to flow it like a poet Indeed, indeed At this time I better show it So how you gonna do it like this like I'm gonna step to em' like this ya'll [Verse 1] People wanna know why im the c-o cold'est 1st thing remember im the motherf**ing genius though I take it style by style blow by blow Have you ever lost a battle Nah, thats a motherf**ing no, no Yo, cause I can take you to the darkest corner Tell your a** lets do this And drop dogs on ya Cause I don't play that rat-pack bullsh** So lets go head up And thats how we can deal with it Whom so ever think i'm slipping You should know that I'm still the same n***a with my hair cut low Still toss up 40's Bumping hella of a b**hes Caravan with my homies Hitting a gang of switchez Of course the 4-pack is back With the sizz-nack To jack motherf**ers who be slipping on the trizz-nacks Cause ain't a thing Happening in the industry Till they listen to the black mafia L-I-F-E I don't really on dreams or fake funk fantasies I got scores of hoe's Far as the eye can see Now if, if was reality we'd all be in luck But if was a fifth now i'd be f**ed up Now that's a message from a true black player Cause I deal with it now f** talking later [Chorus] Cause i'm not bragging i'm just about the lagging You don't wanna f** with me I'm not bragging i'm just about the lagging You don't wanna f** with me I hear ya Now let's seperate the motherf**ing men from the boys Or the boys from the whips Cause you know we never simp' over hoes, n***as or nothing Cause you might get bent 1 But you gotta kick it like this ya'll, yeah Cause to my people 1 time cause they don't stop And to my posse 2 times cause they never quit And for the people out there, if you like this What should I do kmg Won't you flaunt some old fly sh** [Verse 2] Now i'm not from the house that jack built But fool think i'm frontin Cause the way I flaunt my gift 1 rule in my book is to always stay strapped The other is to always have my homies watch my back Cause I remember the days When I really wasn't paid Before my 6 bedroom house and my living maid I use to roll trick dice in the corners with go-mack When it was me total kaos and the G selling crack We living fly and it was good and all that But the ghetto full of cheese So you know there's many rats Pimps, thugs, hoodlums Living, damn a lot of currency flow Yo there's a bunch of back stabbers I'm not saying that it's bad or good I just throw on my colours And don't kick it in the wrong hood Now thats a message from a true black player Cause I deal with it now f** talking later [Chorus] Cause i'm not bragging i'm just about the lagging You don't wanna f** with me I'm not bragging i'm just about the lagging You don't wanna f** with me Well alright ya'll Yo a** has just been ranched by Black mafia life Which is know as Above the motherf**ing law, ya'll But check this out Ah, you gotta kick something for these motherf**ing, ah And to my people 1 time cause they don't stop And to my posse 2 times cause they never quit And for the people out there, if you like this What should I do kmg Ah, won't you flaunt some old fly sh** [Verse 3] Alright peep Here I, here I, here I go, go again Because you know that we keep the flavor From beginning to the end Yes i'm like a breeze through the motherf**ing wind Because im the c-o-l-d 1 e-i-h-g-y s-e-v-um Watch me get um' and lick em' and stick em' All the same time Step aside while i'm kicking my riz-hymes, G' Cause i'm a baller and i'm getting much bigger So please don't be suprised Because i'm standing behind that trizz n***a Cause ATL is 1 model And we didn't find that sh** at the beach in a bottle So peep game as I kick it to you properly Much respect to the HBC and to lawhouse The house with out a doubt we turn it out Blaze the good sh** To do what To make hits Yo, now thats enough from a true black player Cause i'm finished with ya song so i'll see you later [Chorus] Cause i'm not bragging i'm just about the lagging You don't wanna f** with me I'm not bragging i'm just about the lagging You don't wanna f** with me [Outro] Show you right Check it out Ya'll motherf**er just been ranched So check this out If you ain't invited in my motherf**ing house Get yo a** of my welcome mat Or you might be wearing cement shoes, ha ha But check it out I gotta hand it over to my man kmg Cause you know sweet talk Been talking to motherf**ing much on this record But ah, he gone tell you motherf**ers like this To tell you what it be like from the underground ya'll ATL never missing a beat Black mafia life Every man has his price How yo gonna jack me When i'm the jacker How you gonna try to out mac me When i'm the mac'er, fool You don't wanna f** with me I'm not bragging im just about the lagging You don't wanna f** with me I'm not bragging just about imagine You don't wanna f** with me Never missing a beat, yeah ATL the mega pimp clinc, 92' Never missing a beat, yeah Never missing a beat, yeah