Mr. Walt - Wrektime lyrics

[Intro: ?] (Where Brooklyn at?) (How many people ready to rock the house?) (Where Brooklyn at?) (?) One, two, one two (Rock the house) (?) Cough like, well that's that k**a dealer [Verse One: Tek] You're too light to fight, plus you're too thin to win And who ya gonna call when I break your gla** chin? Mista Rippa, slicker than your sista Turn down the lights, she got hit by the Vicksta Keep a lid on your lip so your wig won't get split Better have your joint co*ked, my hand's comin' off my hip This little n***a pumped the lead, that a** fled Three of your boys wounded, three of your men dead Time to hop to Iron (Steele) hilly, (Tek) get back to my (Steele) spilly (Tek) Flat Foot comin' deep like (Steele) hillbilly Can't hear the sirens, gotta block 'em out my mind I gotta get away so I can do mo' crime See my brethren down the block, risin' up out their spot Puffin' meth in the hood where the spot is hot My Timbs ease tension by stompin' necks when I'm vexed Throw up your dick-beaters, kid, it's time to flex [Hook One x4] (Steele) I am what I am (Tek) And I do what I do (Steele) Puff mad lye (Tek) Catch wreck with my crew [Verse Two: Steele] Sent to represent the real heads The dreads on the scene, now all the bumbaclot talk must dead I walk the fence of stress and tension Hit the Benz then hit the spliff with my friends And catch mad wreck with my man Tek (Tek) I am what I am That's why my fans show respect when I slam sets I don't front for you, your crew, even a stunt Roll up the blunts, cuz real n***as do what they want Big up to all original criminaals, the ill politicaal And all Boot Camp Generaals I be gettin' charged with my squad on the project step And you'll regret when my mob flex Glam to the man that sham when I hit 'em with tricks or 4-5-6 when I'm gamblin' Collect your trap, then add it to my fat stack Chill, I'll be back, right now I'm out to smoke the next sack [Hook Two] (Steele) Well I puff mad lye (Tek) Catch wreck with my crew (Steele) Puff mad lye (Tek) Catch wreck with my crew (Tek) Puff mad lye (Steele) Catch wreck with my crew (Tek) I am what I am (Steele) And I do what I do (Tek) Puff mad lye (Steele) Catch wreck with my crew (Tek We puff mad lye (Steele) Catch wreck with my crew (Tek) I am what I am (Steele) And I do what I do [Verse Three: Tek & Steele] (Tek) It's goin' down (Steele) The deal's been set and it's ready (Tek) Strap up the arms cuz it's time to be jetty (Steele) Ya n***as violated when you crossed that thin line (Tek) Trespa**ed in Bucktown and now you're all mine (Steele) Hey batty boy, (Tek) one move and you're dead (Steele) Got my Glocks co*ked and they're pointed atcha head (Tek) Your operation's (Tek & Steele) dead and stinkin' (Tek & Steele) Tied down with bricks in the East River sinkin' (Tek) Got my hoodie on and my Timb boots, troop (Steele) Kick your whole bottom row of fronts out, Duke (Tek) Ya best protect your frame 'fore you tow out it, G (Steele) I'm halfway sane, that's what the Lord tells me (Tek) But I chose to disregard fuzz, (Steele) smoke buzz (Tek) And lamp in the Camp with the rest of the (Tek & Steele) thugs, cuz (Steele) I am what I am, and I do what I do (Tek) Puff mad lye, catch wreck with my crew [Hook Three] (Steele) I am what I am (Tek) And I do what I do (Steele) Puff mad lye (Tek) Catch wreck with my crew X4 (Steele) Puff mad lye (Tek) Catch wreck with my crew X2 (Steele) I am what I am (Tek) And I do what I do (Steele) Puff mad lye (Tek) Catch wreck with my crew [Outro: Steele] Smif-N-Wessun and we out like that One time, [?], for your head two times and we out, yeah Boot Camp Clik, roll thick (Tek) That's that k**a deala, kid (Okay, we ready to rock)