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Regulate Lyrics - Singles - Royal Flush

[Royal Flush] 

It was a hot day, fuckin wit shorty round way 

Diamond reflected off the white, clear E&J all day 

The ennesex pull out the driveway 

Feelin like Scarface, desperado on the case 

Niggas an ace, celebrate livin it great 

Into your mind state, a lock front, but Flush straight 

Over wound ya faith, hold it down across state 

You know, fitted hat, Tommy shorts to match 

Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat 

Face the phat, tattoo on my arm, and pack gat 

Never mind that, quick reflexes, I bust back 

Party back to back, New York, where it's at 

Hold up stop for a second, bring it back cousin 

Let's have a good time, cipher wit the Dutch combine 

Respect mine, that's why you live the deaf, dumb and the blind 

Bottom line, let's all shine, can't be mad at what's mine 

It took a lot to get these props, three shots and almost got rocked 

My hustle on the roof top, the watch cop, and I'm gettin crazy cheddar 

Drivin rose, Bentleys and better 

The street contemplate the terror, the rhymes sever 

And overdose speak broadcastin niggas leakin 

Probably thinkin, I'm just a wise nigga drinkin 

 

[Chorus 2X] 

Whatever you do, you gotta get ya shit straight 

No time to wait, make money and regulate 

 

[Mic Geronimo] 

While on the mailbox, sit and steamin 

Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin 

Sorta like the shine, 'cept the thoughts son divine 

Run wild inside they minds, maybe had somebody by me 

My body wit lacerations, cuts, abrasions 

Wounds I couldn't slide, from when the bullets started blazin 

Awaken from concentration, started to skate 

My heart rate, amagortex wit no brakes 

Jump the gate, hit the ground on my side, but no pain 

Turn around and find her comin like a runaway freight train 

And play you, I see blues and cars are too 

Choose or lose, ain't no option in my everyday news 

Grab the heat and slide, maybe jump up in the ride 

Now my nigga Flush, he like lamped on the side 

Strictly sorta Cajun, relax, mind lacin 

Line cooperation, now to start activation 

Ill collaboration, from a team now you facin 

We break nation, flew back style afflatus 

I only roll daily, wit the God burst heatin 

Chill, a mass mill, lay back, leave it dubblin 

Money for bubblin, from 95 through recoverin 

My crew smotherin, carry Benjamin's and jugglin 

 

[Chorus 4X] 

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