For Sale

If it's on then it's on I'm on my DMX shit I let my bullets do the talking And watch you bleed like a bitch My name is K-Lo For those who don't know I'm at your peep hole Big bad wolf, peep my gat And watch the shit blow I'm aiming for the tittle I'm like David in bible Mama told me grab a stone And beat that head into alignment If that heads tuff My nigga I gets gully I'm a full grown bully Busting shots like I was Curry I pay myself, no lacking bitch I aim for the wealth That gang shit is played out Lame tuck there flags for there health I'm on my new shit, new money Bet I need a new bitch, new whip To ride around the city To catch a new vic I know I'm crazy my nigga Don't try to play me Been trapped in jungle Starving like I lived in Haiti Niggas is the bitches, bitches is the niggas Twilight zone, niggas rolling with the snitches like huh God damn my nigga Shit where the weed at I don't get the throne Then it's f*ck it Don't really need that I'm grinding, I mean that I'm focus on the paper If I ever go broke, bitch I'll pop up on you later Ain't a nigga dead or alive That's iller then me You bleed, I bleed F*ck I look like taking a knee Me cop to what, bitch I ain't taking the plea I tell a judge to suck my dick Now that's my freedom of speech It's always money over bitches, when it comes to the streets It's survival of the fittest Doubt me just ask Meek New year, new tears Bullets, body bags For the reaper New whips, new chicks Can't trust a bitch, why keep her When they all for sale Want a bitch get a bag nigga They all for sale I got them guns in the stash nigga They all for sale F*ck the weed pass the cash nigga When they all for sale Want a bitch get a bag nigga They all for sale I got them guns in the stash nigga They all for sale F*ck the weed pass the cash nigga They all for sale I'm on that ass f*ck the mask nigga Bitch I'm bout my money So miss me with the bullshit Start making dough and watch em Switch like Alpo quick Like O shit Homie I put you on You on some cold shit He like no bitch I'm only getting half I want the whole brick I'm so sick When it comes to that heavy metal Leave more then nine shells In that ass before I hit the petal On some hom-mo shit Catch you at your mama house slipping Straight demolish shit Hit you and your mama plus the kitten I'm a prophet it's written Your bitch I got her smitten She chasing begging Handing me cheese The f*ck you thinking I get in where I fit in Preaching what I've been given Creeping with loyal chicks who suck dick Only on the weekends, like hold on Your man broke he can't afford to feed ya You scamming on my chips So where I f*ck is where I'll leave ya I'm looking for a independent nice senorita With a fat little booty hard to smash she's a keeper I swear When they all for sale Want a bitch get a bag nigga They all for sale I got them guns in the stash nigga They all for sale F*ck the weed pass the cash nigga When they all for sale Want a bitch get a bag nigga They all for sale I got them guns in the stash nigga They all for sale F*ck the weed pass the cash nigga They all for sale I'm on that ass f*ck the mask nigga