"And he smiles"
[Intro: [?] You bad man don't play around in a bloodclot playground See Aye
[Hook: Ooh, I'm the wrong one to with I'm the wrong one to with, ooh I'm the wrong one to play I came to you Your ethic is too basic You know bad man no Me, I'm the wrong one to with I'm the one to play with, ooh
1: Grafh] Young king crowned pharaoh spread faster than sound travels Look under my nails and they found say where no man's gone, I found shadows Ten down, my nigga Boot heel to the ground, my I'm Mayweather, but I'm way I size you up, then choke you the tape measure My hands full of germs from applying pressure You got a rash on a fake leather, I'm strapped and I pepper The barrel goes 'round and 'round a chain letter My powder can weather, that's snow I rep my city a lot, I light my blunt with the torch that the Statue of got My nigga, we Biggie and LOX Diddy the diddy-bop My dope's the color of my Henny shot, let the pop How you tryna block Looking you're tryna do the Milly Rock? Can I get the bread Diddy got Without getting the death that got Biggie shot? Look to my nigga Chinx Drugz This the game of thrones and it's in king's blood, there's cowards who drink blood On the to think love, we just think slugs ski masks and think gloves, we [?] We Crips, we think Bloods We don't love, we think shit, we think mud off the rip I swing uwops, gave flu shots a few and knock your brain to your tube socks 'Cause the make the game too pop Call Marty McFly Back of the Future to save 2Pac Who saving the game, who Who want to tangle, my is the jangle Your heart is made of chardonnay, one parfait, and a large mango A walking tornado, I'm with a volcano, my vomit is all drano But you're listening wrong, been spitting the bomb But you was busy hitting the Quan, I'm busy with the wand Let the [?] rock You sold your soul and already got These industry niggas think I already dropped And I appeared out of nowhere like Fetty dreads But I'm
[Hook: Ooh, I'm the wrong one to with I'm the one to play with, ooh I'm the one to play with I to outwork you Your work ethic is too You bad man no player Me, I'm the wrong one to with I'm the wrong one to with, ooh
2: Royce Da 5'9"] Aside from being I work like I got more jobs than the In living color, millions of us Weighing from AM to PM Damon and Keenen Playing arenas like Ringling But ain't no clown in the acting I'm just surgical with the tryna get perfect as I murder practice noun, a knife, a verb, a cactus I tuck these flows in my tuxedos like urban magic I'm on point, but I stand taller than Magic I'm on as sharp as my [?] I'm cutting up like carpenter Flipping as if I'm the product of dirty mattresses, revolvers, and [?] lasers I partake in godly If I decide not to spray the party, then by golly, that's a favor I'm the wrong one to with In due time, you'll find out who's behind these that you don't even want a day with You find me in the new wheels, the latest Doing deals, I know it to have to do deals with Avis Y'all me is in y'all dreams, y'all car swiping I'm writing, we're into different rental car I went inside a clean Left a dirty mind, back with a battery and energized dreams Y'all on a red eye, I'm on a jet trying to how long I've been awake I I need a hit of Visine
Grafh] Ooh, I'm the wrong one to play I'm the one to play with, ooh I'm the wrong one to with I to outwork you work ethic is too basic You bad man no player Me, I'm the wrong one to play I'm the wrong one to with, ooh