OG Maco - Say Word lyrics

(Intro: DC Young Fly) Lame? Who she calling lame? Say word! This bih right here don't even know who she talking to! Lit head a**! And your friend stank! They musty, you too grown for that sh** Have you talkin' bout, fu*k YOU MEAN? (Chorus: K Camp & Sy Ari) A million n***as marching, they on go We worth a couple mil' on the low Say word (x6) Nobody ever gave us nothin', n***as know (ain't need to know) Can't let these p**y n***as try me like no hoe (no hoe) Say word (x6) (Verse 1: Sy Ari Da Kid) Stop the sorrow, I'm a capo Pockets looking like avocado When you pop a bottle, them thots'll follow Don't watch me, you're not Movado Two pocket flacko, on the block with Pablo In the kennel I can murder any instrumental n***as sleepin' and they asked for a n***a to put a f**ing show to get me head or tail, I ain't flippin' nickel (Verse 2: K Camp) And after that paper so long, n***a I'm here I'm the king of the throne Ran up my check, I did that on my own Blow pa**ed a hater, I leave him alone Always been silent, not fearing no n***a I did what I did, now they hearin' a n***a Behind the wheel swervin', I'm steerin' my n***a That night that Jeff died, it brought tears to a n***a (Verse 3: Snootie Wild) H-h-hell Chop it up on my block, it's hotter than hell Movin' and servin' these bells, duckin' and dodgin the 12 Tryin' to not go back to jail, Allah you know I mean well Plus I do it so well, I can (?) (Verse 4: OG Maco) Say the word like the preacher mannn, yeahh And I have some words for ya, oh Lord oh Lord, yeahh Say the word like the preacher mannn, yeahh, oh Lord oh Lord Say the word, sayyy the word yeahh (Chorus: K Camp & Sy Ari) A million n***as marching, they on go We worth a couple mil' on the low Say word (x6) Nobody ever gave us nothin', n***as know (ain't need to know) Can't let these p**y n***as try me like no hoe (no hoe) Say word (x6) (Verse 5: Kap G) Say word (x3) Like I'm from New York, and my girl got a donkey like Eeyore And my 'migos movin' dawn ravens like D Moore I remember being at the Lenox Mall asking for some soundboards right there at the food court On my way to the Bay like Too $hort, yeah I'm bout to leave the Cali Park yeah airport (Verse 6: Tha Joker) Dope n***a, I belong in a gla** bag Can't we talk the price of these hand bags Smoking out the pound; no hashtag Rollin' up Mary; no Magdalene Got all these clips, call them magazines Any n***a hatin' can subscribe to these (Verse 7: Jarren Benton) Yeah yeah ATL in here, Mr. Benton did them n***as mention? I'm so high I need an intervention My n***as in the kitchen whip a couple chickens I'm 'bout to give you n***as somethin' different I need a hoe to cook, clean, do the dishes Promethazine and sprite, that is my prescription I'm in the Chevy (?) new edition I'm gettin' head like a mutant (Verse 8: Drag-On) I ain't never let no muthaf**in' p**y n***a treat me like no hoe If I call up all the Crips and I get the green light, it's a go And I keep a n***a baby mama all up in the crib on the low That's why a n***a runnin' through Atlanta with a muthaf**in' 4 (Chorus: K Camp & Sy Ari) A million n***as marching, they on go We worth a couple mil' on the low Say word (x6) Nobody ever gave us nothin', n***as know (ain't need to know) Can't let these p**y n***as try me like no hoe (no hoe) Say word (x6) (Verse 9: Zach Farlow) Been going hard since I came out the hole I tell her I love her, she know it's not true So she cussin' and fussin', there's so many of 'em And I can't choose which one, swear I need me a wooo (Xanax) We was chose, dropped more here than a U.S.O (?) All eyes on me like a room full of poles (and they still can't see me) (Verse 10: Nyemiah Supreme) Remember how they said there could only be 1? How many of them b**hes f**in' wit me? None Say word, yeah b**h say another f**in' word Bad hoe in that b**h, I know Slummy, never in the slumber Only in the check is my number (?) (Verse 11: Scotty ATL) I really be k**in' this sh** These n***as see me come up, ask 'em to tell you my grind Money and family; that stay on my mind Man I can't let out the gang Movin' the gas state to state, man I remember them days Feeling like I'm bein' watched, now we rockin' watches and chains to show 'em we getting the guap Give me the top (Verse 12: Mike Fresh) Fresh go n' grind it, how the f** you figure? You can go back n' check my resumé Been rockin' with Slum straight from the beginning, and we the same n***as that's winnin' today Been in the cup, fallin' back n' just watchin' But watch when I come out and smash on the game Ain't hard to notice we focused, don't group us with none of them f** n***as We ain't the same (Verse 13: Zuse) Me no responds when I rise up and spit sparks, hollow point shots start flicking mon' Don me a big man, you are flipping with the king mon' And we bad boys from Kingston yo (Chorus: K Camp & Sy Ari) A million n***as marching, they on go We worth a couple mil' on the low Say word (x6) Nobody ever gave us nothin', n***as know (ain't need to know) Can't let these p**y n***as try me like no hoe (no hoe) Say word (x6) (Verse 14: Royce Rizzy) 5 hoes in the tub with a fat boy, n***a can't take that from me Just signed my deal last month, a n***a gettin' all this money A n***a tried to f** my b**h, so you know it's like f** little homie Post one little IG pic, bad b**h pull up on me (Verse 15: Wave Chapelle) Aye, free all my n***as locked up in the pen See, until they come out, I won't stop going in Just the beginnin', I'm makin' them ends And it's Wave n' K Camp n' Sy Ari Da Kid I got it out the mud, n***a, straight dirt Shunnin' on a n***a make his face hurt Been a real n***a since my date of birth I got it on my own n***a, say word (Verse 16: Katie Got Bandz) You robbin' n' trappin'? Say word Them hittas'll drill all my work Got a million of k**as, I pay them some figures, they'll put your sh** up on the curb I'm 'bout that action like verbs Can't go like a lame n***as nerves We all on the rocks, just get stirred I ball on my team like the Spurs (Verse 17: Rich the Kid) Young rich n***a, got a quarter mil' on me He the hottest in the city? He ain't got a damn loan Pull up in a Bentley, Forgiato rims on it My n***as, they trappin' the curb, give 'em the word You cuffin' that b**h but she f**in' regardless (?) (Chorus: K Camp & Sy Ari) A million n***as marching, they on go We worth a couple mil' on the low Say word (x6) Nobody ever gave us nothin', n***as know (ain't need to know) Can't let these p**y n***as try me like no hoe (no hoe) Say word (x6) (Verse 18: A1 the Supergroup) Gotta go hard, can't feel no man Started going hard, my dad got jailed Can't do it for myself, gotta do it for the fam' Wanna book us for a show? Gotta be a couple grand Get my mama out the hood, go n' cop us a land Tiptoe down, n***a here I stand If you're lookin' for a player baby, here I am Baby, here I am Got a new island, looked on life Told me everything just right Same young n***as with a vision on life, new generation swag so fly Grind out the mud, yeah the north side dirt Only rock the 4's, gotta understand your worth Momma sheddin' tears, only thing I know is work So when you wanna hurt, know the fam' come first (Verse 19: Yowda) Got my weight up so it's payback, remember when DJ's wouldn't play that Now every time you hear a "YOWDA", first you gotta hear (Maybach) Came a long way from the traps and the trenches, and the ratchet a** b**hes Now it's beamer's n' benz's, the women are exquisite And I ain't worried 'bout expenses (Verse 20: Bandit Gang Marco) Doing my thing, I know n***as is luggin' If I wasn't rappin', I'd be out there swipin' Running from 12, keep rising hell (?) (Real n***a say word) Running in circles, circles, circles, yeah My shooters'll hurt ya, hurt ya, hurt ya (Chorus: K Camp & Sy Ari) A million n***as marching, they on go We worth a couple mil' on the low Say word (x6) Nobody ever gave us nothin', n***as know (ain't need to know) Can't let these p**y n***as try me like no hoe (no hoe) Say word (x6) (Verse 21: Translee) Basically I be up 24/7, I pray to my God and he know it's important Drop to my knees and say "order my steps" Ordered my steps then ordered them Jordan's I'm talkin' this sh** cause I can, ain't no remorse in my hand Ain't no extortion demands, I got abortions to plan Cause I'm not kiddin', not jokin' my friend (Verse 22: Zip K) Everywhere in your neighborhood, they f**in' with Papi Creepin' with your hoe, got her duckin' like Daffy Young zipper chief'n like an Apache Still new to this fancy sh** What's that? Versace? What's that? It's Gucci right? I'm wit' it, I'm down with them slums We up wit' your b**hes f** them politics, the polls are for strippers Commas in my mittens, I'm over-committing (Verse 23: Fat Bax) They know (x3) Young n***a ain't playin' right now, can't stop 'til I get a million Wit' a bad b**h, from the Key West Smokin' on these stress relievers (?) it's going down, blowing gas out the rental (Verse 24: D Chamberz) My homie's gone but I'm still here, thank the Lord that I'm still here Shots fly, they'll make a mil' here Get a closed casket or a wheelchair Hi-beams on the new Jag Big chain with the weapon on me, haters hate but got nothin' on me A little shoulder dust, I just brush it off me (Verse 25: Math Hoffa) Hoffa, that's the name NYB n***a, that's the gang Thank God for this rappin' thing, n***as picking up cases like baggage claims Flashbacks when I had the gat, now I get paid to say the truth Shoot the man when I play the booth, my money up and I'm hater proof (Chorus: K Camp & Sy Ari) A million n***as marching, they on go We worth a couple mil' on the low Say word (x6) Nobody ever gave us nothin', n***as know (ain't need to know) Can't let these p**y n***as try me like no hoe (no hoe) Say word(x6)