Met Life Lyrics

N**** want to see about me typing on a web site

Chopper put a stop to your car like a red light

Rivaside South Cack 803 Met life

Niggas stealing sauce they gon listen then go bite

Can't Fool me you ain't wit it

You the hoe type

Pull up so fast

Kicking shit no Muay Thai (Waaah)

Two hands with a finger missing that's a Four Five

Keep a couple bitches that will get you like Dolemite

Know I keep the bomb in the Jay Jay a dynamite

Y'all niggas fake big snake anaconda type

Y'all ain't making shit shake

You ain't down to fight

Got a hater mad

Take yo bitch

Go and find your wife

I was so nice with the flow

Had to find a mic

Hit the studio

And you know its goin down tonight

You know its goin down right

You know its goin down tonight

Got some niggas in the trap whipping white

Not a pot of rice

Catch me with my dog like Scooby no mystery

He gone up for me then blow em' straight to smitherines

Then we keep it pushing moving out just like a centipede

So many gold chains on feel like Mr. T

Now we road running like the bird on the tv (Meep meep)

Drip a lot of sauce like ziti

You like a blind man cause you wish you could see me

Big karats on my body nigga these ain't VVS

Run a good game on a bitch like g gs

Watching and you hating but you niggas couldn't be me

I'm in the lab and your bitch get on my nerves like Dee Dee (Dexter)

I touch a lot of chicken like Kiki's (Ooh)

They ain't really lit like we be (Uh uh)

I'm really plugged in and connected like we fee (Wi-fi)

Still'll mask up like Tiki

I wish a nigga would like Dragonball GT (Woo)

N***** want to see about me typing on a web site

Chopper put a stop to your car like a red light

Rivaside South Cack 803 Met life

Niggas stealing sauce they gon listen then go bite

Can't Fool me you ain't wit it

You the hoe type

Pull up so fast

Kicking shit no Muay Thai (Waaah)

Two hands with a finger missing that's a Four Five

Keep a couple bitches that will get you like Dolemite

Know I keep the bomb in the Jay Jay a dynamite

Y'all niggas fake big snake anaconda type

Y'all ain't making shit shake

You ain't down to fight

Got a hater mad

Take yo bitch

Go and find your wife

I was so nice with the flow

Had to find a mic

Hit the studio

And you know its goin down tonight

You know its goin down tonight

Got some niggas in the trap whipping white

Not a pot of rice