P. King - What Makes You Think lyrics

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P. King - What Makes You Think lyrics

[Uncredited Female Hook 3X] What makes you think you could f** with my n***as What makes you think huh, what makes you think huh What makes you think you could f** with my n***as What makes you think you could f** with their figures [k**a Sha] My entourage. . .thirty guerillas at large Dudes with nothing to lose that'll tear you apart In to the beef as soon as it starts, mastered the art I wore scars. . .be deep in dark We turn cities into jungles and turn the clubs to the outback Pressing my team yo I doubt that I hear n***as with the mouth, where your heart at Rocking cold j**els dog you part that So where you start at my n***a is where you spark that And where it goes down par is where it's dark at Hit everything that the red beam mark at Send hot lead to your ice grill target The realest in the mist put clips in guns and spit Road call who the f** you with Triple O flagging in thirty below Heat the room as soon as we blow squeezing the calico [Hook] (k**a Sha Chanting) What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (QB) What makes you think huh, what makes you think (Bed-Stuy) huh What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (L.E.S) What makes you think you could f** with their figures (Park Hill) What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Baisley) What makes you think huh, what makes you think(Wagner) huh What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Brownsville) What makes you think you could f** with their figures [Angel Dust] Ayo witness, d**h picture it in graffic description Twin mags what a fantastic invention I had a lot of haters and half of them missing I warned all them n***as but half of them listened I said I had guns that'll make you bend Deflate you in, scrape you and shake you thin You know how the love of the money can make you sin Make you win make new angels take you in I was in the same jail where they raped you in Ran in your spot, where they duct taped you in Put the gat to your ribs the mack to your kids Spit at the same bars and went back to the crib You know how I do, kidnap and hide you Subtract the blood count throw you from a high roof Yo it's Two-Five n***a we too live n***a We won't stop bringing it 'til you die n***a [Hook] (k**a Sha Chanting) What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Forty- P) What makes you think huh, what makes you think (Pollo Grounds) huh What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Edgemere) What makes you think you could f** with their figures (Soundview) What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Hempstead) What makes you think huh, what makes you think(Fort Greene) huh What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Tompkens) What makes you think you could f** with their figures [Tragedy Khadafi] If you ain't riding fall back with slow gas I make thugs run up in the bank with no mask Stick everything from the vault to the teller The roof to the cellar the bread for the cheddar n***a, goodfella in an iceberg sweater Plus my gat blow y'all should know better For some reason my lines make thugs stronger Blow guns and f** for two hours longer Y'all chase hoes while we chase dough Lace with pesos hitting out of State hoes You know how the gray go flooded with ice Unconditional love cause we thugs for life From a side where the gra** ain't green it's black n***as go to get sentence and booth their crack Gon' juggle ready rock up in HDM When I bubble hit the block in the grey BM [Hook] (k**a Sha Chanting) What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Bridgeport) What makes you think huh, what makes you think (Philly) huh What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (D.C) What makes you think you could f** with their figures (Boston) What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (Jersey) What makes you think huh, what makes you think(Providence) huh What makes you think you could f** with my n***as (VA) What makes you think you could f** with their figures **Low Voice ** Now what the f** makes you think?

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