"What You Want From The Game" lyrics
"What You Want From The Game"
(feat. P. Nero)
Okey doke, doke
Okey doke-doke
Okey doke-dokey
Okey doke, doke
Yeah, P Dot, Wretch 32
Combination Camp (Okey doke, doke)
Wretchclart, P Dot Nero
32, look, look
I ain't explosive, stop watching the frost on my watch
Or the cost of the cost, I'm the boss when I floss
Stop complaining day in and day out, I'm staying, sit down
Before I come and aim in this brain and leave you laying
Sustaining the pain in your frame until you're claiming you're dying
I'm still spraying, you're lying, you'll feel flames from the iron
You ain't taming my lion, nope, you can't top me
I'll put you in a bag and zip it up like foxy
That's because I want a chain that's bright white, it's white light
They're triple Ks, ha
And even if it cost four Gs for more freeze, know that I'll flipping pay that
The notes we break, our change can replace that
With a cross so big that when I walk, it hurts
The reverend seems to think I'm a walking church
And the sight might blind your eyes
And should they say that I like to idolise, I can't walk in church
But they can walk on a dusty road
I'd rather walk on gold dust
Stay there with your big bright, tight yellow chain on, that's rusty gold
Our chains don't choke us, nope
And I want a whip with rims that spin so fast
They blow down little kids when I roll past
They're like fan them off
And the wheels are admired, smoke's coming from the tyres 'cause I span them off
We flow and slow it down just so you hear bars, yeah
We move weight like we're towing eight cars
Sky's the limit, we live it up there with the stars, yeah
We flow fire, you see me, you're just warm
We flow and slow it down just so you hear bars, yeah
We move weight like we're towing eight cars
Sky's the limit, we live it up there with the stars, yeah
We flow fire, you see me, you're just warm
Please believe I'm tryna live life before my life is over
Tryna live nice, cop so much ice that when I die
When I'm six foot under, bury me with it
Becah' big P, I'm tryna make the devil catch pneumonia
I'm tryna make a million bucks
Tryna rock a what's to come with a trillion cut
That when I come through shining, blinging so much
Gotta close your eyes as if you was getting your hair cut
Ain't fair, but Nero's the one
I ain't number one, I'm the minus one, go figure it out
There's nothing but the firecrack I'm spitting
And the one line of the sixteen bar is written out
So figure out what my team's in the game for
We're shooting at the bank becah' cash is what we aim for
Alie, Calibar? They ain't in our calibre
To massacre, my weapon is a mic, not a chainsaw
Ain't killing 'em slow, man are killing them fast
Flow's so sick, not even the Lord could cure me
Surely we'll soon have the game locked
A big ounce to the ground, shake when my chain drops
And when my chain drops, it's gonna cause an earthquake
And when my album drops, it's gonna do the same too
I'm from the north pole, know I rep the north pole
The north pole, just know that I want that in my chain too
Ain't just shining, I'm grinding, ain't just chatting, I'm packing
Believe I've got the strap on the iceberg lining
When it comes to bars, blud, I ain't even writing
Compared to what you're writing, I'm the eclipse of just shining
I'm from Norfolk originally, knuckers, they're suckers
Them knuckers front like they hate us but deep down they love us
Arf, arf, wanna bark at us, arf, don't bring your acre
Like a messy room, B, I'll leave your mother in a state [?]
We flow and slow it down just so you hear bars, yeah
We move weight like we're towing eight cars
Sky's the limit, we live it up there with the stars, yeah
We flow fire, you see me, you're just warm
We flow and slow it down just so you hear bars, yeah
We move weight like we're towing eight cars
Sky's the limit, we live it up there with the stars, yeah
We flow fire, you see me, you're just warm
- AZLyrics
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- Wretch 32 Lyrics
mixtape:
"Learn From My Mixtape" (2006)