Arabian Sam's Lyrics - Conway

[Intro: Conway] 

Grimy, grimiest of all time, nigga 

What's poppin, nigga? 

[Verse 1: Conway] 

Where the drama I want it to pop 

I'm givin niggas shit bags from stomach shots 

Stick blast, quick fast, clip has, 100 shots 

Peace to them niggas that whip glass and run the block 

My nigga Dunns got caught with a sack (?) 

Got a bag for him when he come home, that niggas family 

Hood nigga, never give a fuck about a grammy 

The real niggas that been through it, they understand me 

Same niggas sendin threats, them niggas quiet 

He don't wanna feel the chopper bullets settin him on fire 

Knife work, gun work, whatever is required 

Shootin fire in this weapon, spittin lead 'til you expire 

I went from bein locked in cages to rockin stages 

350 to them 950 (?) kicks 

Y'all can spray if I okay'd it 

Youngin got the sawed-off, them niggas chop the gauges 

They not to play with 

No socks when I rock the (?) 

Sendin pounds over, I just prayed them boxes made it 

Grimiest of all time when I jot them pages 

That's why my fuckin name ringin like them slots in Vegas 

Hear me, nigga? Hate niggas who front 

I know you pussy, niggas clapped you 

And you wasn't in that prison a month 

Runnin your dick sucker, that'll get you hit with the pump 

Or I'm firin the stick 'til you slump 

It's The Machine bitch (lay the fuck down, pussy nigga) 

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[Hook: Conway] 

(Lay the fuck down, pussy nigga) 

Nobody don't move or the gun blows, gun blows 

(Nobody move, nigga, be still fuck nigga) 

Nobody don't move or the gun blows, gun blows 

[Verse 2: Styles P] 

Deadly, a raw dose of heroin 

Firearm, fishscale, fuck let the felon in 

Ferrari dreams since Atari games 

Catch him in the lobby and kill him, we heard (?) body things 

Everybody let the machine pop 

We gon' catch you slippin off percs leavin the lean spot 

Bitch nigga (?) sister hit 

Nah I'm just pistol whipped ya chillin with the stripper 

Bitch to be around the way, every day on some mission shit 

Line a nigga up, deep water, no fishin shit 

You baitin, no chance to escape 

I'm in the (?) 10 to 8 when the coke price deflates 

So Conway, I surely know the way of the con 

Deck of cards in the Qur'an like I'm waitin to bomb 

Long kind, short kind, I ain't playin for (?) 

Gun olympics, the Ghost don't pass the baton, what up?! Yeah 

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[Hook] 

[Outro: Styles P] 

Conway, what up? 

Salute my G, Ghost, D-Block 

Yeah, I like the feel of this, haha 

My type of shit