Spunk Bigga - Work it Out lyrics

Ahhh I love a pretty gal, that's s**y Yeah Uhh I like dat Uhh What? Cease a Leo A.K.A Leo Ganza Uhh The flow mistro Uhh We go do it like this Yo, Yo, I'm the n***a you wish for I'm the n***a dat ya meet in the rim store From the first to tha tenth floor Baby I got it From the minks in tha closet to the cars in the wallets I know the trick, you can charge it An i got keys to V's, you can start it But if ya can't end it don't jump up in it But if I hit it, I'll let you slide cause my windows tinted Like my seats, we fleet yous and me between the sheets Some - times for weeks Where I live I preach And ya know talk is cheap when ya walk wit heat I keep my cubans wit my Jesus peace n***as mad cause I get more a** than wases n***a face it, cause dat b**h wanna taste it n***as hate it You don't like us you just gotta face it When my guns bust n***as know they can't take it (C'mon) Chorus: We gon scream (We gon scream) We gon shout (We gon shout) So all my peeps locked down we gon work it out Let's jam (Let's jam) Let's bounce (Let's bounce) So all my peeps in New York we gon turn it out Brooklyn (Brooklyn) We in da house (We in da house) To all my peeps in the streets we gon work it out Beststyle (Beststyle) We in da house (We in the house) To all my peeps on the corner we gon work it out Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo Leo Ganza what Stay suited up For da loot B.K. n***as shoot it up They boot it up No luck, miracle, spiritual, pitiful, we ain't identical Ya'll know who started the sh** We neva jerseys ya'll n***as ain't worthy Like James Ludd-Law-Mccoy Been around like chip's a hoy Hoya All I got is hot ones for ya No talk for ya My team mean Standing the beam Wrapped up like golly green Keep it clean, rip yo splien With - out makin' a scene Easily I defeat any challenge(What) Balanced my foes and my cats, enemies and friends Don't know who to trust no more Dats why I keep my 4-4 gun lord Chorus: We gon scream (We gon scream) We gon shout (We gon shout) To all my peeps in V.A. we gon work it out ATL (ATL) We in da house (We in da house) To my peeps in the street let's turn it out Yo, Yo My honey hot as hell stays dripped in channel My girl was on the chalk Chick on the cell ??? keep my dick in da well Can't ya tell How da boat sail Sun-shine on my j** - els Its da very details Somebody nex ta ya'll Platinum in a week Thank god for sales Me, I'm just here to live it and tell Hope it, cause all my n***as livin in jail We da poor feenin' for bail Grieven the cell Wappin' off to the p**no books and the C.O. girls We come home all around the world You see That thug sh** played out like Jerry Curls For me it's a better world (Uhh) There's more better girls Whatcha know about roley wit a benz that twirls And a lotta cats hate me in this world f** it, can't get any in this world Chorus(5x)