Priceless Da ROC - Yang Straight lyrics

Dj E, this beat nasty (TPE sh** baby) Yeah Shout out to Hard Knox Shout out to A&B Yeah, look Verse 1: Priceless Da Roc Hella swag, but if it's beef, then i'm a problem starter Mask on 'em, swinging through your city like i'm Peter Parker Don't judge a book by it's cover, judge it by the author The ba** grimy, everyday it's like we live in contra Your whole career is in hot water, like a sauna Finish sentences, with periods, n***a never use a comma (never that) You n***as talking like you got it, but you really bluffing Neva had an a** whooping before, where here's your introduction I'm my own boss, my money comes with no deduction Had my paper on time and pronto, n***a no discussion Repercussions, is mild concussion, so f** 'em, prick sh** My mix tape title should of been s** my dick But, in the meantime, i tried to get up off of it I fathered enough n***as out here to start an orphanage Rep about the sh** that i see, like i'm reporting it Live i f**ing lifestyle like VH1's recording it [Hook] You already know about me, TPE is my team When we pull up on that scene,so clean, when n***a do his thing Make that motherf**a lean Swagga right (x4) Make that motherf**a lean Swagga right (x4) Verse 2: Priceless Da Roc Why does it seem like these n***as got an attitude I done show so much gratitude Now we about to flip the game into a different magnitude Where i'm about to take of too, it's a different latitude Haters are just not welcomed kids, dudes with this blazer sh** The crime rate is low, so if you piss me off, we gone raise that sh** n***a's lions over here, you can't tame this sh** This is a blessing from God, you can't create that sh** n***as will still try guideline you a bye bye They probably have your rap career, outta here in no time Snapback and hella saucy shirts, n***a it's show time I look down and see your rap career below mine Did on my own man, didn't have no co-sign My alternative was go home or go grind Yeah, and you see what i'm doing now (clown) You n***as should of figured out [Hook] Verse 3: P-Lo Young rich motherf**a! Uh, Gang that If you reppin' go and bang that I be ballin' you be chillin' where the lames at I don't talk i just state facts Eh I'll be k**ing all you dudes, neva follow rules I'll be with my crew, lil' bad b**h tell her what to do Back it up on a young king, shawty 19 she a young thing I'll be fresh on this, Dallas ,hit the mall throw a couple thousan' Five hunned for the sneakers, One thou' for the feature s**a mean, bet her knees hurt, Heart Break Gang on a t-shirt Never give a f** about a b**h My homies from the rich, keep a ho on the strip Yeah [Hook]