J Cue Capone - Knock It Off Lyrics

Running thru the city like a lightning bolt
Usain bolt
Aiming at anybody thats talkin most
(F*ck capone) its what the f*ck im hearing when im not around
(I love capone) its what the f*ck im hearing when i come around
Knock it off
Tell ya pretty lady come and drop them (Draws)
(I come to brawl)
Im ready for scramble
Have you sunny side up
You aint with it for the gamble
And You thinking you a thug, so see ya brother for example nigga
I run it back
Chilling with my niggas from the trap
We the ones who keep surviving from the ghetto thats exact
We never lack
And Cops who keep harassing coming back
Tryna lock me down for something trynna frame for me some crack
You niggas wack
Dont ever try play me in ya life
Trying play me for some sucka shit gone be a genocide
And Thats a fact
Decide ya life in ceelo, with some dice
You must really think you thuggen if you gone be living twice
Im from the jungle streets, coming from the gutta where we starve to eat
Its me and man
Nigga we coming thru like an avalanche
Ill break ya stance
Them Bullets to the floor
Will have you riverdance
Dont f*ck with us
Buddha smoke, you know we keep the blunt with us, woah!
(Man alot of ya cats out there be talking that wild shit man
How many of ya niggas got, bouta release a couple tapes in a whole year?
Ya aint bout that life son)
All about my paper all i wanted to see the light
Think about my millions all i wanted was to reach the sky
Young gunna from the bronx im trynna make this paper right
Robbing all you succas better hope that you are sleeping tight
People either clappen with Nine millies or use the eagle
Ima be a legend, walking thru the streets just like a beatle
If you herd of Corleone, just know capone man is the sequel
Im coming thru
Im coming thru homie ill take ya mic
Im coming thru
Im coming thru homie ill take ya mic
Herd that music is ya everything
So ima take ya life
Im coming thru
Im coming thru homie ill take ya mic
Herd that music is ya everything
So ima take ya life
Break ya lights
Im the one you pay attention to
Inlove thottianas, and i love my benjis to be blue
You dont ammused
Im calling GLS if theres a squeak
Sippin macken back with L
So cuzzo dont sit next to me
Man im calling up the jawns when i want them in my circle
When i come around ill have ya looking dumb like steven Urkle
Only lemon kush around us, what the f*ck is even purple
You are not about that life its past ya time ya late for curfew
(And i say woah!)
(Im coming thru, im coming thru homie ill take ya mic)
(Im coming thru, im coming thru homie ill take ya mic)
(Im coming thru, im coming thru homie ill take ya mic)
(Im coming thru, im coming thru homie ill take ya mic)