Jump high
Never land
NBA Jam
He on fire
Boom shockolocka
The proper doctor
I am Rasta
Lyrically shock ya
Never block ya
From getting cash
Getting cream and cash just make it last
We make it fast
And do what we can just get the bag
Young Paper chaser
I'm Making paper
I'm they father
I'm dark vador
Michael Jordan with the fader
I ball on haters
Like created players
This insanity
Toating pistols
Yosemite
Might burn down a whole yo canopy
Can't take my f*cking land for me
Depends who shaking hands with me
He might shake my hand and just to make a couple grand with me
I might shake his hand and he might back stab the plan with me
That ain't the type of man I be
He not tommy
He not ghost
He got no power
He like proctor
We don't snitch, yeah that's for cowards
And I Ain't never been no coward
Never pussy so don't push me
Cant blow my towers in desperate hours you can not George Bush me
If they try to let me have it, automatic with the fully
Run the whole town like jimmy off of bully
On the block no a boogie
But This glock came with a hoodie
X3 (feat. Gene Stanza & Pompee) Video (MV)
Performed By: SlickThePoet
Language: English
Length: 6:23
Written by: Christopher Williams, Daryl Brown, Eugene Lawrence
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Jump high
Never land
NBA Jam
He on fire
Boom shockolocka
The proper doctor
I am Rasta
Lyrically shock ya
Never block ya
From getting cash
Getting cream and cash just make it last
We make it fast
And do what we can just get the bag
Young Paper chaser
I'm Making paper
I'm they father
I'm dark vador
Michael Jordan with the fader
I ball on haters
Like created players
This insanity
Toating pistols
Yosemite
Might burn down a whole yo canopy
Can't take my f*cking land for me
Depends who shaking hands with me
He might shake my hand and just to make a couple grand with me
I might shake his hand and he might back stab the plan with me
That ain't the type of man I be
He not tommy
He not ghost
He got no power
He like proctor
We don't snitch, yeah that's for cowards
And I Ain't never been no coward
Never pussy so don't push me
Cant blow my towers in desperate hours you can not George Bush me
If they try to let me have it, automatic with the fully
Run the whole town like jimmy off of bully
On the block no a boogie
But This glock came with a hoodie
Never land
NBA Jam
He on fire
Boom shockolocka
The proper doctor
I am Rasta
Lyrically shock ya
Never block ya
From getting cash
Getting cream and cash just make it last
We make it fast
And do what we can just get the bag
Young Paper chaser
I'm Making paper
I'm they father
I'm dark vador
Michael Jordan with the fader
I ball on haters
Like created players
This insanity
Toating pistols
Yosemite
Might burn down a whole yo canopy
Can't take my f*cking land for me
Depends who shaking hands with me
He might shake my hand and just to make a couple grand with me
I might shake his hand and he might back stab the plan with me
That ain't the type of man I be
He not tommy
He not ghost
He got no power
He like proctor
We don't snitch, yeah that's for cowards
And I Ain't never been no coward
Never pussy so don't push me
Cant blow my towers in desperate hours you can not George Bush me
If they try to let me have it, automatic with the fully
Run the whole town like jimmy off of bully
On the block no a boogie
But This glock came with a hoodie
Writer: Christopher Williams, Daryl Brown, Eugene Lawrence
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid