Underground High Stock

Mmm, this shit bout to get real, oof, what's up in this motha, yeah, yeah-hah Oh yeah, this shit bout to get real, oof, that's what I'm tellin' you It ain't gon' get no easier for me, it's all up hill Drop a track anytime Drop a track like you drop a snack, anytime Drop a track like a snack, anytime Bout to get down, bout to lose my mind, bout to go underground Put your eyes up when they makin' tracks Makin' money like they always doin You know the Blacks, we don't be doin' what we doin We influence all the other people Let them know where they least been at Hennessy for those, stop right there That's what you need to do Ride up with your shit Watch it, bring your own crew When they get down, that's what we, that's what we do So you know I'm gonna bring it when I bring it to you Stop that shit Don't play the stupid games Run the shit that buy it, then you got the same thing You never know when you're gonna get caught lame Play it like you got yourself on a lame brain Left step, right step Keep it on the double step Don't wanna mess up You know you gotta right, left Everybody gotta take it when they high stop They wanna take it when they low stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop Bring the alligator Bring him on I'll see him later Never ever gonna see another one I'll set your weight up I lost it But he might be one of you But I think I got you Almost taught me what I gotta do I just get paid Never done no good Even get laid Even if they got me Roger ain't gon' be lame We playin' with the same thing in the same game We wanna keep this shit before this shit might come up lame Never know Caught him on a name Even slow Never know the situation Gotta ask questions He said he's not quite equestrian Break it down He said we professional You never know Leave him on the back side Catch him on the back door Every time he ask another question He said he just protesting Like he wanna be professional I don't know Maybe he got a point If he wanna do it He should make it to the joint I took the pieces I got the pieces I ask you questions But you never listen You never wanna talk to me Talk to me straight Don't give me that bullshit I don't need that lead I been watching you And following you And talking to you All the time I don't know Why the f*ck you think I don't got a mind Stop that shit Don't play the stupid games Money shit that buy it Then you got the same thing You never know When you gonna get caught lame Play it like you got your sister on a lame brain About to go underground Watch it when they making tracks Making money like they always doing You know the blacks We don't be doing what we doing We influence All the other people Let them know Where they least been at In the steeple Don't stop right there That's what you need to do Ride up with your shit Watch it Bring your own crew When they get down That's what we That's what we do So you know I'm gonna bring it When I bring it to you Got a right left Everybody gotta take it When they high stop They wanna take it When they low stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop High stop Bring the alligator Bring it Wanna see him later Never ever Gonna see another Wanna situate him