Big Shot

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[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen, I just personally like to say: "That I don't think there's anything wrong with being good at selling crack" Hehehehehe! [Verse 1] You comin' with guns if you run up in them slums We'll be up in them slugs pourin' us, we'll cover 'em up See our corners is horrible, don't come fuckin' with us When we are up in the club with more bottle fuckin' you up Some like to pop they dollars, I don't fuck with them drugs Man, all I need is this Cali' Kush that I'm rollin' up A little cranberry and vodka, a couple of sluts That have sucked dick fo' weed and a fuck fo' a cup Of Grey Goose, never been to the ghetto, well, I'ma take you To a place where you'll have to sell weight for bitches to date you Or if you ridin' no candy paint, niggas, I hate you You made too much money, he had to vacate you To a place where your baby mamma'll straight play you She'll fuck your best friend, have 'em all up in your safe too I'm from the hood where niggas get record labels Studios and set they house and crack from the table [Chorus] (Be a big shot) Are you ready to be a boss? (Be a big shot) You know how much a key cost? (Be a big shot) Man, have you ever took a loss? (Be a big shot) Ya ever got a hundred off? (Be a big shot) Are you ready to be a boss? (Be a big shot) You know how much a key cost? (Be a big shot) Man, have you ever took a loss? (Be a big shot) Ya ever got a hundred off? [Verse 2] I'm a brickmason, I can look and tell what the shit is weighin' (Yeah) I'm impatiently waitin' to take this shit and bake it (Uh) And chop it down to thirty six of 'em (Yup!) bitch, when I'm Gettin' money, flippin' money, spend somethin', bitch, it's nothin' (Nothin') I'm out cold with it, bag up a couple of O's I throw a couple to go with it, now, go get it Oh baby, we got whole chickens, we better have you Soul lifted and some freaks that'll fuck you if you smoke with 'em (Aha!) Fuck bein' broke and livin' (No), that just don't go together Fuck it, just holla at ya high guy, I'll get 'cha together (Fo' sho') I hope you're ready for this fortune and hood fame Yo, I got some good 'caine, you gon' make some good change (Aha) Yo, dawg, it's alright I had the ass on the corner all night With hard white, we ball like MJ Got a hundred off in ten days Hold keys, hoe please My money's got taller than Dikembe [Chorus] (Be a big shot) Are you ready to be a boss? (Be a big shot) You know how much a key cost? (Be a big shot) Man, have you ever took a loss? (Be a big shot) Ya ever got a hundred off? (Be a big shot) Are you ready to be a boss? (Be a big shot) You know how much a key cost? (Be a big shot) Man, have you ever took a loss? (Be a big shot) Ya ever got a hundred off? [Verse 3] See, I pulled up somethin' foreign while he has a regal (Yup) Man, these niggas are some good actors like Al Pacino (Hahaha!) You swear he was gettin' 'em at least over a hundred kilos When you get eighteen O's, nigga, you're barely legal (Ahaha!) I rap with MP5s, plus Desert Eagle You don't wanna fuck with ya high guy, I bury people (For real) We're very scary people, but you wanna be us 'Cause you know we got enough fiends to pack a coliseum (Aha!) I'm in a rock band and we ain't got no good dawgs We out here sellin' rocks, man, soft white, clique hard Chronic sayin' "Good God (Who-wha!), 'caine gave 'em lockjaw" Got this boy, God naw, fucked that boy, pure raw (Aww) My hood is all I do, I ain't never been to school But I learned how to weigh up that work, I ain't no fuckin' fool (Bitch) Either fuck with us, nigga or we'll be fuckin' you Shift all his chronics to RJ, fuck you dude! (Ship dollar!) [Chorus] (Be a big shot) Are you ready to be a boss? (Be a big shot) You know how much a key cost? (Be a big shot) Man, have you ever took a loss? (Be a big shot) Ya ever got a hundred off? (Be a big shot) Are you ready to be a boss? (Be a big shot) You know how much a key cost? (Be a big shot) Man, have you ever took a loss? (Be a big shot) Ya ever got a hundred off? [Outro] Basically, the moral of this story is: "I sell crack better than you" So, go back to school my guy Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe…
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- King Gordy