Amphitheatre

Lyrics

[Chorus: Guru x3] I wreck the mic like a pimp pimps hoes [Verse 1] Woo Ah Yo Let's go The champion's here, performin' at the amphitheatre (Uh, uh, uh, woo) Malcolm X holdin' the pump, I slash your rear (Hah) Can't compare, to the boss with antler ears (Uh, what) Panther years, money in my damn brassiere (You see 'em?) I ain't talkin' about layers, I'm talkin' about the years (Uh, uh, uh) Spent on the grind, I'm tryna make it for the lost times (Woo) Lost rhymes and lost shine, I'm probably lost down (Uh, uh, uh) They add it up to the bank account, pad it up (Uh, uh, uh, hah) I'm tatted up, I'm gon' put the ratchet up (What, what) Belt buckle, fasten up Hammеr on my waist, we can chat it up (Chat it up) Have a convo, talk to me (Uh, what) Ain't a nigga nicеr than Pimpin', you can sue me (Sue me) Let's get to it, flows is straight fluid (Ah) Mazel tov, I just drink like I'm Jewish (Haah) Like I'm Irish, like I'm Russian (Woo) Like a French to French, burn the stove Buss it! (Ah) [Chorus: Guru x3] I wreck the mic like a pimp pimps hoes And not! [Verse 2] Cotton Club, hold the bottle up, bottoms up (Bottoms up) I tell a bad bitch face down, bottoms up! Lemme handle that, waist is where the hammer's at (Uh) You shouldn't know this, dollars in my closed fist (Woo) Huh, I'm mean with the money Type of nigga to cheat at poker and shit from me (From me! Haha!) Y'all niggas bummy, I'm snow bunny rich (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Got a legend low hand bitch to pay for this shit (Aow) Fuck around, I spray all of the clip (Yeah) And I ain't even violent, real G's move silent (Ah) Casey Anthony raps (what), I lose kids (Woo) Beat the case then come back with a movement [That nigga's that nice!] The beat all good (Hah) Hurricane Irene; I brought tornadoes to the hood Hah, Mother Nature made a presence felt Wais P, my flow never sent [Chorus: Guru x3] I wreck the mic like a pimp pimps hoes