Sam P. - SumREDMANsh** lyrics

($MARCx) It's a mothaf**in' FNBe event my n***a! That n***a Money, DonBee, my n***a Cam Capollo, and Sam P....and that lil n***a Zak-Mozis [Hook: $MARCx] So if you down to roll this spliff (MAYBE THEN WE CAN KICK IT!) You brought your own piff (MAYBE THEN WE CAN KICK IT!) Got b**hes for my whole clique (THEN WE CAN KICK IT!) If Cam got the L, I be the 2nd one to hit it! [Verse 1: $MARCx] The whole crowd get ghost when you rap, they giving mad boos! Until you fade like cheap ink from a kitchen tattoo You best lay off the cashews, that be the nutsack I don't want your company, rather get fried watching Rugrats Mellowed Out! Yellow clouds of Lemon Kush fill the room Take you on a trip, you couldn't match this thrill with shrooms I know I'm hogging it, I'll pa** the mic shortly n***as say, "Marc when you make it, n***a tell my life story!" Cool, I can do that! I grew up where you grew at True dat! My whole crew rap, now tell me where my Ju's at! Cruise past the green light, breaking down this green light I need a blunt break, Pollo, tell em what it be's like! [Verse 2: Capollo] It's the master, attacking, cashing flows Ju-City where the lil n***as packing 4's No pity for you n***as that can't compose Just give me one second, need to finish a roll Another one for the road, it's a long way from home Shawty hit it one time, in a minute she was gone That's like when the real sh** hit ya When you can't pay them bills and the white man get ya . . Damn! Living check to check! Dying from the inside, feel like nothing left So I stack green, you know I got the sticky Dude got laced, but I promise they won't get me! [Bridge: $MARCx] Or we can flip it on the down-South tip, windows down Bumping OutKast, riding 'round with my hometown clique n***as out here flexing like they really making grip But for now I'm just wildin' on sumREDMANsh**! [Hook] So if you down to roll this spliff (MAYBE THEN WE CAN KICK IT!) You brought your own piff (MAYBE THEN WE CAN KICK IT!) Got b**hes for my whole clique (THEN WE CAN KICK IT!) [DonBee]: If Sam got the L, I be the 2nd one to hit it! [Verse 3: DonBee] White ghost, white Pope, white dope: White Widow When it comes to green and drinking...well I'm kinda in the middle See, I like to get faded, shot-gla** is my utensil Then I head back to the studio, grab my pen and pencil As I scribble, telling riddles, they should tell you parts of me About stories, and my glory, and how it's more like art to me But this is how it's supposed to be, it's in my heart: I'm supposed to bleed Like Napoleon, I drop bombs, Don Bonaparte, LOOK! Smoking like a stoner on some high-cla** sh** Fall in love with the aroma from a real far distance f** a soda! I want Coronas! Kush is my marijuana You f**ing with Barcelona: THEN WE CAN KICK IT [Verse 4: Sam P] I step like: Ayyo! I'mma rep the whole city Gotta check to come & see me cuz the Feds they wanna be me I cop the bad breezys, conflicted with bad meetings Peep n***as she seen like me, 1st night and don't wanna leave me I KNOW! These people fiendin', relief in this young heathen My words explain ... with no wings, but supply green I stand the front-line, so my grind k** like AK's My man words k** like steel, so don't get sprayed! I say it everyday, if my n***as keep it straight Then I'mma put on for the city of the Jackson, on the way Hoping them b**hes gone relate, them b**hes want the cake But I'mma put this b**h in 'drive' because I need my own space I'm riding solo, don't ride with n***as no more cuz my flow cold And these n***as flexing like they ain't no po-po's, but I know so! So I go slow, smashing in my C4 while I'm pa**ing by . . . (laughs) I'm on some moe sh** . [Bridge] [Hook]