Huey (remix) Lyrics - Cyhi The Prynce

How real is this? 

Cyhi!! 

I'm from where the hammers rung 

In Atlanta's slums 

Pop a nigga sit and wait for a ambulance to come 

I know if you a shooter by the way you handlin' the gun 

Gambling you done 

Shells burn like candles in the sun 

I'm not a fan of gun violence 

Not having a strap and get pop once 

I swear you be scrambling for one 

But our plans was to get funds and skate off the set 

So I mix the kush with the dro, to make all my weight stretch 

I'm from where the dudes rob and argue all day about 

Who's the best MC? Cyhi, Stacks or T.I 

While doggin' the GBI 

My bad I love Jeezy 

But I'm still the best to ever do it in it and I ain't even put a CD out 

So next time you say the A got no lyricists 

I just think you got a taste this exquisite shit 

My verses are like Leviticus to the underprivileged 

I make music for the world you make music for a stripper bitch 

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Black leather beret cap era 

Guns at your capitol taking that measure 

It's Huey nigga it's Huey nigga 

Never been a victim of rebel against the system 

Lames wanna diss em and women just wanna kiss em 

It's Huey nigga it's Huey nigga 

This that God flow, what they nailed Jesus to the cross for 

And he came back three days after he died flow 

This Pablo, talkin' to kids in Chicago 

Mob flow, this that midget New Jersey Drive flow 

Side note, I wrote this rap with my eyes closed 

Bravo, cause it came out clean as the mosque floor 

Costco, hoes sellin' they twat for a car note 

Benihanas and Roscoe's 

Picasso, Nas mixed with a Pac flow 

Rappers can't stand me, this that Grammy nod flow 

Let me stop though, cause I'm goin' digital with the syllables 

CyHi The Prynce, and I'm royalty like residuals 

This hoes score me this suppose to be hospitical 

When they in the house with a nigga it's not typical 

This not fictional, I run this bitch like elliptical 

Can another rapper come out of Atlanta? if you not lyrical 

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Is that Chiraq where out of towners die at? 

I advise book your flight now and fly back 

Gangland, bang dead, what you claim fam? 

Box Chevy is foreign buck 50 flow 

Young nigga got bitches at the 50 do' 

50 pack done good drop out 50 more 

My city rough but I made it in it 

Trap house look like it's where canes invented 

Trust nobody even friends looking hate up on it 

Riding dirty with your bitch smoking "wait a minute" 

LA gon' ride with Drillinois and Decatur in it 

Niggas snitching I'm like wait to win it 

Nigga looking like a state defendant 

My 4 door look like a 2 door 

My 2 door look like a 4 door 

I'm cuttin' up call me Zorro 

Better smash in a body bag 

Gimme a track and let me body that 

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