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Lyrify.me

What Gangsters Do by Teflon Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2006

[Verse]
Yo
I got my eyes on a small town
Out of state, my source is up in the place, we could move a lot of weight
On the low down, just bring a four-pound
And about an eighth for some niggas cracking, fuck bitches in chance we got to take
I snatched this bitch out of Bedstuy
Fucked her, after I fucked her, I stuffed her, after I stuffed her, do it on a [?]
Hit the town bright and early, popped out in a pearl [?]
Jumped back to my man’s house to map the plans out
‘Bout to take over this goddamn town
Break them for their cake and escape without a goddamn sound
It’s some motherfucking cats up on the block right now
Iced down, bubbling cane, thugging them things
But the way they do their drugs is so strange
How the fuck you know police watching you rocking under your government name
I got six goons coming with things
When it hit noon, I will let them clips spit loose and be done with them lames
Here’s the rules, when you come in the game
Get a dude who want to rock big jewels, put him under your wing
But then give him a few bundles to sling
Let him run it, fall back, collect them hundreds, it’s a wonderful thing
Play the background, let him play the forefront
‘Cause when it all collapses down, that’s the nigga the law want
I ain’t trying to get pat down, strip searched, thrown in the cell
Trying to get rich first, shit, it hurts going to jail
I let them other niggas pitch work, I throw in a bale
And hope they don’t roll over and tell (you piece of shit)
I keep in the grind, knee deep in the grind
Twenty-four hours a day, bitch, I sleep in the grind
Got stick up schemes in my dreams that creep through my mind
Make a fool flip and lose it and reach for my nine
I got a full clip, y’all niggas is eating just fine
But I want mine, fuck the bullshit, see, it’s lunchtime
And I’m feeling like I already skipped breakfast, I’m a bit reckless
My money funny, this dummy walk around town with a thick necklace
He got a few goons and a few homies now
But I heard the news from a few dudes who hold me down (across town)
[?] these fools try to control the town
[?] it ain’t so, they ain’t even lay low
See [?] what happened is I let a broke cat back in biz
Doing small things, moving packages for small change
Now he acting big, bought a Benz, even a bike
He in the limelight, his friends got him believing the hype
But that’s alright, ‘cause I’m going to see him tonight
And when I get there to get prepared to be in a fight (come for your life)
‘llI run in your mouth, run in your house
Smack you all around with the pound and run in your spouse
Duct taped the fuck up, [?] I’m all about
Gave him everything and the gun and I’m out
‘Cause that’s what gangsters do