N-Tyce - Counterfeiters lyrics

[Finesse] All you counterfeiters, drum ridders, clowning n***as Money getters, squeeze ya finger round the trigger, n***as Wig splitters, f**in buckin on ya little critics p**y hitters, f**ing s**ing my on my kitty litter [N-Tyce] I can't belive, ya'll n***as tried to deceive, slash ya cats in threes Head wrestle with DVs on TV They ain't ran up on the DV's yet, cuz I can pretty much bet That we gon' put this game on check [J-Boo] Lyrics I keep 'em dropping, non stopping Had 'em locked in, while ya'll n***as stay clocking Watching, waiting for my time to shine Hating ones get down at the drop of a dime [Champ Diva] Uh, sh**, don't be mad or nothing, my b**hes Travel with us, ya'll hilarious Platinum plus, my n***as get down for us Aim to bust, ashes to dust to dust [Finesse] Get nasty, dirty, little birdy My flow curvy, bow down, you ain't worthy Know your heard me, I ain't even got to tell you How to serve it early, hit the ground with the severed [N-Tyce] And you wonder why we left at ya'll, acting like The primadon', but you the pa**enger You got me in the jab like the bunny, calling me honey You cake like counterfeit money, and then we hit you with that bummy [J-Boo] Catch your fast stack, my crew be veterans We don't want no beef, cuz we vegetarian Lasting with my dogs, and you deaf like what Lead you back to the lab, when you mold in the cut [Champ Diva] If you get burned, or worst, then the feelings are hurt Or burnt down, Venoms like, no doubt Can't wait to blow, now, blaow, ready to show Ya'll, how we rock [Chorus: Finesse] All you fake ones, no shorts, we take them Put life in front, living with your hand on the gun You gotta make runs, double funds and income And them some, for stealing, but ya job ain't done [Finesse] You kick the fine time, sippin' zippin', no wine And going crime time, with a discharged thing I ain't no, character chick, I crash your whip When the plane get all up in your face and hawk spit [N-Tyce] Yo, b, they be acting like it's ok But boys will be boys and they don't play, doing things they own way Don't let a lady step in, keeping it real as deaf Knowing the deal is deaf, making a deal with them [J-Boo] Yo, what the dealy, you counterfeiter n***as wanna feel me Cuz when I bring the drama, we can all get illy I sit back, while Chamel' roll the fat philly You wanna stank me, don't be silly, not really [Finesse] Yeah, so don't front on me, cuz all the other honeys Acting like you got some money, rolling with a crew of dummies Styles funny, funny style all day We don't get down that way, the certain games we don't play [N-Tyce] Yo, I'mma pull your card n***a, you steady try'nna be a hard n***a But you ain't really got the heart n***a Cuz when you bluff, I can see it from a mile away Don't come around my way, cuz I ain't down to play [J-Boo] Yo, you fake cats, don't be exploding on tracks Get murked on the scene, all my team intact Now run it back, you know how we do, flippin' stacks You counterfeiter, and ya'll n***as is more than rap [Champ Diva] From the D to the V, slowly k**ing me Like the Refugees, now it's time to flee Poisonous, venomous, I told ya'll Once you cross my path, you'se a goner But then again, we out to make a k** again Shorty Viper, the Poison, the Scorpion, Chameleon Out to get the million, son Haha, n***as don't want none [Chorus 2X]