Props Over Here Lyrics - Singles - Beatnuts

Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face 

New York City have mercy one time, introducing the crew 

[Fashion] 

Hey, you ain't really you and you ain't really down 

Plus I'm tired of seeing you fucking for they face of ground 

'Cause when I sit back and think back of how you found me 

It make me react react my fucking yammy 

Now I don't cock, though my mnd is in the sewer 

I just kick back six pack and then I do 'er 

But she gets stuck on crowing like a cat 

'Cause the toes got sucked on she don't know how to act 

Back in the days I am 237, used to rumble Kevin 

Backing hoes was like heaven 

Eleven, years later I tried to hide 

And hoped they pass me by like I'm the pharycyde 

Just let me puff and lounge with my niggas 

Don't have no time to fake funk with triggers 

Don't believe in kids with that puts cat say 

Fuck around with Fasion get your whole shit bit 

Spend crazy years with the blues pay dues 

Before I met the Psycho is in the junk yard juice 

But now the crew combined and we can't be stopped 

Going around the globe to collect the props 

When I'm in New York, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

Com' on, out in Cali, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

When I'm down in Detroit, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

Now when I'm out in Philly, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

[Psycho Les] 

I get stoned everyday I gots nothing else to do 

I'm getting drunk with my niggas `til the night is thru 

And when the night is thru, I won't have a fucking clue 

Of what tomorrow will bring so I pay ten [true] 

Yo life's kind of funny if you don't make money 

Then your days ain't fuckin sunny 

Excuse me for my language 

But I'm trying to get my last thing together 

And bought the crib to be in my damn bids so never 

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Acted like I deserve to have it 

I whipped I stabbed it I whipped I grabbed it you silly 

Rabbit, I'm coming at your door 

Tracks behind the stacks better yo I'm brought showa 

I'm showa, unlike others wanna pop u 

Use a pistol drop dogging that shit you need to stop 

'Cause when I approach and you can't back up 

What you said [Toma] 

Fly you fucking head like that 

Now when I'm in Atlanta, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

Texax, uhh, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

When I'm out in Chicago, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

Out in DC, you know what I wanna hear 

[Juju] 

Real niggas do real things and that's a fact 

And real niggas could lick their hoes in niggas backs 

And your life's down like a heavy price to pay 

For some bullshit that you ain't even had to say 

But don't sweat that, 'cause I'm 'ma let you keep your head 

If I wanted to kill, you're already be dead 

I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make 

I got no time for you and all the moves you fake 

Taking care of business yeah without a doubt 

And I'm 'ma make a million dollars kid before I'm out 

Yeah I gotta give a shout to my peeps in Corona 

Going hand to hand gettin' loot on the corner 

Life is full of stress and to rest my brain 

So I puff the buddha bless and destroy the pain 

I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make 

I got no time for you and all the moves you fake 

When I'm in Japan, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

When I'm out in London, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

Hey when I'm in Norway, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

And when I'm out in Paris, you know what I wanna hear 

[Yeah you get props over here] 

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