Cousin Harold

Lyrics

It's called listen New crack era crack era crack "Yeah, have you been listening to me?" [Verse 1:] Red light untuck the barrel He cousin Harold What a day tonight I'll be cutting yay 'Cuz tomorrow may never come get it done, especially when beef is up the way Shorty can't tie sneakers but he know what it way He was raised by a geeker let his mother pray It doesn't change it being around guys with a hundred faces Return back home and stuff to change this 'Cuz I'm certain the circle of fail It's a full-time job don't work on the scale I know what the game is , Loyalty, it's a tattoo now Don't take offense if I pat you down Rose from the concrete thrown from the lawn seat sitting on top of cash new grounds " It's called listening : Have you been listening to me ?" Yeah Uh [Verse 2:] The oath of old murder the coke in the old burner Do my hoes turn I gotta learn us respect the earner Shit with the [journal ??] close friends with the juror I'm a robber not a burglar New crack era circa Bad sheets on my stoop windows the next street shoe for new Timbos the foul one to make his nose take a freeze Badges of honor my foes made the sneeze My bad made I lay in it money long smoke keep the train tickets Perfect time to get it started since the game finished Ol' beef no age limit can't point them in the right direction 'Cuz they turn on you to stare off these new niggas gotta like for dressing I'll let it burn on you then fear God I'm OG blooded They try to take me to the top just to throw me from it They ain't even in his blood see I know be loving Then again We in the mud I can only love it Play for keeps niggas keep playing It's only one way nigga Keep playing stay out of the way niggas be train How they gonna play when the D's rated? Shoot first should be the first shot Niggas getting planted in that dirt box Dark days days dark, but my heart breaks brave heart There's never been nobody like me