ISELY & SWEAT ft. MB Ford Lyrics

Yea

Lique Gz, forgive me I'd die for you

Album of the year music

IssawRAP Records

Yo, yo

Throw them bastards out to sea

That's what you niggas get for trying to get one up on me

My head be on swivel like a fucking PTZ

Be watching out for hitters who may have it out for me

But be smiling in my face every opportunity

I seen it all coming like a fucking prophecy

Prepared for all pain and potential atrocities

You ask me my philosophy, I'll tell you violence and smile

With all ferocity

Be hearing voices in these padded walls

They tell me Lique, dawg, get em all

Fuck it, y'all, let's have a brawl

Like Saint Paul, dishing fentanyl

We gon' fuck the game up for all of y'all

Then we'll get death involved

Cuz niggas dying for the shit they say

And we got it on tape, so my nigga don't act in disarray

That's the consequence of dissing me

You get killed, then hanged downtown for the public display

That's what we doing to y'all niggas, man

We're not sparing nobody

No rappers getting spared, man

IssawRAP Records, Raab Entertainment

This how we coming

Ford this, how we coming

Huh, let's go, huh

It's like how you niggas comparing it

Shit really hilarious

I married the game, we smoke backwoods in the chariot

Kada gone , so this Mud Brutha shit, I'ma carry it

And since FastBlack, they act like they don't fear this shit

Youngest out the set, but he rhymin' like the vet

Selling all this fet, I give too fucks bout whose the best

We too busy mixing dog food like we feeding pets

Crew dressed in all black, huh, like silhouettes

You and your man got booked and sing a duet

Ronald Isley & Keith Sweat

Ay yo Lique

Told you I got you Gz you heard

It's Mud Bruthas, Kada

You're listening to

It's Ford, southside

You're listening to

You're listening to

Huh

Raab Ent