Certified Lyrics - Beach Cruiser - Glasses Malone

Up front, Akon and Glasses 

Konvict music, Akon and glasses 

G. Malone 

Niggaz spit fairytale G issue the facts 

Not Jeezy but I sold my fair issue of cracc 

Not Weezy but Malone got dat hustlers music 

And them hustlers use it, serve customers to it 

Went from 2 to 300 got the Mexicans down 

Hundred crip, hundred bloods, hundred Mexicans now 

Hundred round in the clip, man, who wanna get dumb 

With the New West Pres on these A town drums 

With the New West Pres daddy callin' the play 

And we saccin' wack rappers, niggas call it a day 

Down south call um choppers home call it a Kay 

Either way ambulances come and haul um away 

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This Blu Division bitch I'm da soul of da crew 

Honey girls on ma heels like the soul of my shoe 

Got toomp in da kitchen let it simmer and cook 

Now Kon break it on down and deliver the hook 

Let's go 

I ain't for all that beefin' 

Got niggas to bust your head for no reason 

Ask around the streets, man, I'm certified 

Cross seas all my customers are satisfied 

See I ain't for all that beefin' 

Matter of fact I'm tryin' to chill with the squeezin' 

Ask around the hood, man, I'm certified 

And I'd hate to have to put a bullet in your mind 

Got da bloods on my team who gone fuck with 'cause 

I'm heavy in the streets nigga fuck da club 

I make G's bounce and wanna buc da snub 

Takin' down everythin' you spendin' bucks to plug 

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I was just a little pissed I didn't sign with Jay 

A mil plus couple months feelin' fine today 

Mil plus couple blunts they say he runnin' the hood 

And I'm laughin' at you rap niggaz runnin' from Suge 

Talk greasy on your records stop pushin' me hoe 

Face 2 face turn bitch you lil' pussies expose 

You a mark I'm a G so when u pop ya checc 

You can buy any car but not the streets respect 

One of few gangsta rappers that the streets respect 

And plaques and nothin' less is what the streets expect 

Got toomp in da kitchen let it simmer and cook 

Now Kon break it on down and deliver da hook 

Let's go 

I ain't for all that beefin' 

Got niggas to bust your head for no reason 

Ask around the streets man, I'm certified 

Cross seas, all my customers are satisfied 

See I ain't for all that beefin' 

Matter of fact I'm tryin' to chill with the squeezin' 

Ask around the hood man, I'm certified 

And I'd hate to have to put a bullet in your mind 

Wats up lil' mama? Wats up? 

Wats up lil' mama? Wats up? 

Wats up lil' mama? Wats up? 

You won't find another nigga spittin' easty-er shit 

I'm hot on the West, hot in the south 

Fuck bars, nigga hot for puttin' gloccs in ya mouth 

Fuck bars, it's the flow so easy and smooth 

Charismatic on the mic like Easy and Cube 

No attitude the fuck stoppin' the grind 

No whitey in my mix homie robbin' me blind 

Go hyphy in this bitch only problem is time 

Cause my Bentley watch broke but got the properest shine 

In the base model 5 but the brabus in line 

Once I made bacc ends it's the Maybach Benz 

Got toomp in da kitchen let it simmer and cook 

Now Kon break it on down and deliver da hook 

Let's go 

I ain't for all that beefin' 

Got niggas to bust your head for no reason 

Ask around the streets man, I'm certified 

Cross seas all my customers are satisfied 

See I ain't for all that beefin' 

Matter of fact I'm tryin' to chill with the squeezin' 

Ask around the hood man, I'm certified 

And I'd hate to have to put a bullet in your mind 

Akon and glasses 

Konvict music