Wot I Look Like?

Lyrics
Heart of streets [Intro] They say the devil is a gambling man They say the devil is a gambling man And if so I have known him Oh woah woah woah woah woah Listen man, he's not worth it Put your damn gun away Let it go Forget it man Okay Okay What did you say? [J. Kidd] It's always some bullshit How you going to play me! What the fuck I look like? [Verse 1: J. Kidd] Extra guns, next to none Before you say somethin' dumb to me, hold your tongue What the fuck I look like? I let you try to bake a pie And you can't cook right, It's lights out goodnight Catch me gatored up, downtown at the good life In the hood fight, gettin right, doing the Suge Knight (Uh) It's mad funny how the nigga hungry for the ass Want a ride to the club with no gas money (Shit) You gotta respect it, the bullshit over here is not accepted When you send it, I redirect it And that's that, what the fuck the Pac look like? Making it out of the hood without giving back [Hook: Moe Dirdee & J. Kidd] Now me leaving the hood 'cause I got a couple stacks And never coming back, fuck that, wot the fuck I look like? The baby mama called talking shit I just flipped the script like bitch, wot the fuck I look like? A fiend wanted credit for some banks I just laughed in his face like, Ah Ha! Wot the fuck I look like? It's always some bullshit, it's always some bullshit How you going to play me? Wot the fuck I look like! [Verse 2: Moe Dirdee] Somebody got they hand out every time I look around (Yes) I be avoiding eye contact and looking down (Yes) Cause they ain't shit for free (Uh huh) Wot the fuck I look like letting you hit a lick on me? (Wot the fuck I look like?) Getting slick on me or trying to get the hook up So you can come up getting rich on me And then dip on me, my friends ain't going for the bullshit So how you even get on me? Fuck you, fuck that, no sir, no credit Little dude you cool but just gone and debt it Man I'm trying to get bread up plus I am kind of fed up So in this verse I'm just giving you a heads up [Hook: Moe Dirdee & J. Kidd] Now me leaving the hood 'cause I got a couple stacks And never coming back, fuck that, wot the fuck I look like? The baby mama called talking shit I just flipped the script like bitch, wot the fuck I look like? A fiend wanted credit for some banks I just laughed in his face like, Ah Ha! Wot the fuck I look like? It's always some bullshit, it's always some bullshit How you going to play me? Wot the fuck I look like! [Outro] So every year a skilled, Tony Sam Smith is called- Get the gun productions Get the guns Get the gun productions
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Credits
- Writers
- Woof pac
- J. Kidd (Woof Pac)
- Moe Dirdee